[{"id":1165744,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"Game, The","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf aftermath straight out the motherfuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game bitch\n(Yeah motherfuckers)\n(Compton's back on the motherfuckin' map)\n(Aftermath in that ass bitch)\n(Game let's go)\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul\nWhen I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them\n\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin' cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits?\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and waste 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same, it's changing\nTo new game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement?\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers\nRap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same, it's changing\nTo new game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through eight mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot with a Glock that don't phase me\n\nI'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\n\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same, it's changing\nTo new game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:06.68] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:10.15] Of aftermath straight out the motherfuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:16.96] Put your hands together for Game bitch\n[00:24.18] (Yeah motherfuckers)\n[00:26.83] (Compton's back on the motherfuckin' map)\n[00:29.51] (Aftermath in that ass bitch)\n[00:32.01] (Game let's go)\n[00:32.84] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.86] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul\n[00:38.52] When I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.53] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.04] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'em a racist\n[00:47.01] They say shit but fuck them\n[00:48.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin' cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.83] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:00.99] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits?\n[01:04.25] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.99] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.64] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.40] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.07] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:18.08] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.28] Put the clip in and waste 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.21] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:25.94] So I sit here and write shit, em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.07] So they callin' us\n[01:30.16] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[01:35.36] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[01:40.21] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.15] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.12] The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n[01:48.58] To new game\n[01:49.41] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.06] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.29] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.43] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.89] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.25] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.06] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.72] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement?\n[02:10.39] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.67] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.19] Looking for answers\n[02:18.42] Rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:22.00] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.32] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:27.79] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:31.92] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.33] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:37.35] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:42.71] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:46.81] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:50.05] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.00] The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n[02:55.35] To new game\n[02:56.23] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:59.57] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.12] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.84] I'm walking through eight mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.62] I'ma do shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.53] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.22] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.25] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.69] Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.30] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.89] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot with a Glock that don't phase me\n[03:28.89] I'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.56] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.84] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:37.09] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.74] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.72] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.89] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[03:49.25] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[03:54.22] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.13] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.85] The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n[04:02.19] To new game\n[04:03.15] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.38] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: Game, The\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6680\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 6680\n  end_ms: 10150\n- text: Of aftermath straight out the motherfuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 10150\n  end_ms: 16960\n- text: Put your hands together for Game bitch\n  start_ms: 16960\n  end_ms: 24180\n- text: (Yeah motherfuckers)\n  start_ms: 24180\n  end_ms: 26830\n- text: (Compton's back on the motherfuckin' map)\n  start_ms: 26830\n  end_ms: 29510\n- text: (Aftermath in that ass bitch)\n  start_ms: 29510\n  end_ms: 32010\n- text: (Game let's go)\n  start_ms: 32010\n  end_ms: 32840\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 32840\n  end_ms: 35860\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul\n  start_ms: 35860\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: When I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 41530\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41530\n  end_ms: 44040\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'em a racist\n  start_ms: 44040\n  end_ms: 47010\n- text: They say shit but fuck them\n  start_ms: 47010\n  end_ms: 48370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin' cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 53830\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53830\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 60990\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits?\n  start_ms: 60990\n  end_ms: 64250\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 64250\n  end_ms: 66990\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66990\n  end_ms: 69640\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69640\n  end_ms: 72400\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72400\n  end_ms: 75070\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75070\n  end_ms: 78080\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 78080\n  end_ms: 80280\n- text: Put the clip in and waste 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80280\n  end_ms: 83210\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83210\n  end_ms: 85940\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 85940\n  end_ms: 89070\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89070\n  end_ms: 90160\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90160\n  end_ms: 95360\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95360\n  end_ms: 100210\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100210\n  end_ms: 103150\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103150\n  end_ms: 106120\n- text: The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  start_ms: 106120\n  end_ms: 108580\n- text: To new game\n  start_ms: 108580\n  end_ms: 109410\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109410\n  end_ms: 111060\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111060\n  end_ms: 114290\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114290\n  end_ms: 116430\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116430\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 122250\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122250\n  end_ms: 125060\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125060\n  end_ms: 127720\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement?\n  start_ms: 127720\n  end_ms: 130390\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130390\n  end_ms: 133670\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133670\n  end_ms: 137190\n- text: Looking for answers\n  start_ms: 137190\n  end_ms: 138420\n- text: Rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 138420\n  end_ms: 142000\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 142000\n  end_ms: 143320\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143320\n  end_ms: 147790\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 147790\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 151920\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 151920\n  end_ms: 154330\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154330\n  end_ms: 157350\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 157350\n  end_ms: 162710\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 162710\n  end_ms: 166810\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166810\n  end_ms: 170050\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 170050\n  end_ms: 173000\n- text: The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  start_ms: 173000\n  end_ms: 175350\n- text: To new game\n  start_ms: 175350\n  end_ms: 176230\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176230\n  end_ms: 179570\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 179570\n  end_ms: 181120\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181120\n  end_ms: 183840\n- text: I'm walking through eight mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183840\n  end_ms: 186620\n- text: I'ma do shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186620\n  end_ms: 189530\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189530\n  end_ms: 192220\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192220\n  end_ms: 195250\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195250\n  end_ms: 197690\n- text: Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197690\n  end_ms: 200300\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200300\n  end_ms: 203890\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot with a Glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 203890\n  end_ms: 208890\n- text: I'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 208890\n  end_ms: 211560\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211560\n  end_ms: 213840\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213840\n  end_ms: 217090\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 217090\n  end_ms: 219740\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219740\n  end_ms: 222720\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222720\n  end_ms: 223890\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223890\n  end_ms: 229250\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 229250\n  end_ms: 234220\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234220\n  end_ms: 237130\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237130\n  end_ms: 239850\n- text: The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  start_ms: 239850\n  end_ms: 242190\n- text: To new game\n  start_ms: 242190\n  end_ms: 243150\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243150\n  end_ms: 245380\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245380\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of aftermath straight out the motherfuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game bitch\n  (Yeah motherfuckers)\n  (Compton's back on the motherfuckin' map)\n  (Aftermath in that ass bitch)\n  (Game let's go)\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul\n  When I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them\n\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin' cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits?\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and waste 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  To new game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement?\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers\n  Rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  To new game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through eight mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot with a Glock that don't phase me\n\n  I'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same, it's changing\n  To new game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":1034272,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":29869215,"name":"We Ain’t","trackName":"We Ain’t","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 303000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":32905753,"name":"We Ain’t","trackName":"We Ain’t","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":328.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 328000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":20662249,"name":"We Ain’t","trackName":"We Ain’t","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":280.298785,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 280299\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":21466093,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":291.168,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 291168\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":32582140,"name":"We Aint","trackName":"We Aint","artistName":"The_Game","albumName":"The_Documentary-RETAIL","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Aint\n  artist: The_Game\n  album: The_Documentary-RETAIL\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":29925738,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Return of the 3 Kingz, Vol. 4","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Return of the 3 Kingz, Vol. 4\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":29160941,"name":"We Ain’t","trackName":"We Ain’t","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Unreleased, Hits & Features","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Unreleased, Hits & Features\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":1034271,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":30383440,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Rap Essentials","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game\n  album: Rap Essentials\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":31998443,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Sac de Tri Manga et machins","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength\nOf Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for Game b! tch\nHahahaha\nYeah mothafuckas\nCompton's back on the mothafuckin map\nAftermath in that ass bitch\nGame let's go\n\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\nSo they callin us\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\nThat he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\nAnd the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changing\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me,\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin\nTo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\n\nDoor: Th0mm0","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:05.88] You are now about to witness the strength\n[00:09.15] Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n[00:15.13] Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n[00:22.27] Hahahaha\n[00:23.67] Yeah mothafuckas\n[00:25.85] Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n[00:28.76] Aftermath in that ass bitch\n[00:31.06] Game let's go\n[00:33.15] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.96] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.52] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:40.89] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:43.83] But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:46.75] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:48.44] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.18] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:53.63] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.02] Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.04] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.50] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.27] They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.12] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.62] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.41] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.09] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.11] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.63] So they callin us\n[01:30.97] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:34.25] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[01:40.12] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:42.82] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:45.68] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[01:48.29] To new Game\n[01:49.70] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.43] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:53.86] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:55.66] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.09] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.22] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:04.58] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:07.38] Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:10.27] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.03] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:16.03] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n[02:21.15] That he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.07] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n[02:26.65] And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:29.90] And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n[02:33.08] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n[02:35.53] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:41.86] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[02:46.70] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:52.38] The game just isn't the same its changing\n[02:54.91] To new Game\n[02:56.57] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:58.00] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:00.65] Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.14] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.15] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:08.67] Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:11.77] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:14.54] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.27] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.17] For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n[03:23.48] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n[03:26.93] With a glock that don't phase me,\n[03:29.23] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.18] I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n[03:36.26] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:39.52] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.37] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:43.72] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.46] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:53.50] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:56.47] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[03:59.03] The game just isn't the same its changin\n[04:02.06] To new Game\n[04:03.56] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:04.91] Door: Th0mm0\n[04:20.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game\n  album: Sac de Tri Manga et machins\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 4930\n  end_ms: 5880\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength\n  start_ms: 5880\n  end_ms: 9150\n- text: Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 9150\n  end_ms: 15130\n- text: Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  start_ms: 15130\n  end_ms: 22270\n- text: Hahahaha\n  start_ms: 22270\n  end_ms: 23670\n- text: Yeah mothafuckas\n  start_ms: 23670\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28760\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  start_ms: 28760\n  end_ms: 31060\n- text: Game let's go\n  start_ms: 31060\n  end_ms: 33150\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33150\n  end_ms: 35960\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35960\n  end_ms: 38520\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38520\n  end_ms: 40890\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 40890\n  end_ms: 43830\n- text: But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 43830\n  end_ms: 46750\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 46750\n  end_ms: 48440\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 48440\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53630\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 53630\n  end_ms: 58020\n- text: Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58020\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63500\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63500\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69270\n- text: They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69270\n  end_ms: 72120\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72120\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80410\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80410\n  end_ms: 83090\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83090\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 89630\n- text: So they callin us\n  start_ms: 89630\n  end_ms: 90970\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90970\n  end_ms: 94250\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 94250\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 102820\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 102820\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 109700\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109700\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 113860\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 113860\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122220\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122220\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127380\n- text: Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 127380\n  end_ms: 130270\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 130270\n  end_ms: 133030\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 136030\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  start_ms: 136030\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: That he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 143070\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  start_ms: 143070\n  end_ms: 146650\n- text: And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146650\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 153080\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n  start_ms: 153080\n  end_ms: 155530\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 155530\n  end_ms: 161860\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161860\n  end_ms: 166700\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 166700\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 172380\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changing\n  start_ms: 172380\n  end_ms: 174910\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 174910\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 178000\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 178000\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 186150\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186150\n  end_ms: 188670\n- text: Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 188670\n  end_ms: 191770\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 191770\n  end_ms: 194540\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 194540\n  end_ms: 197270\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197270\n  end_ms: 200170\n- text: For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200170\n  end_ms: 203480\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203480\n  end_ms: 206930\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me,\n  start_ms: 206930\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 216260\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216260\n  end_ms: 219520\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 219520\n  end_ms: 222370\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222370\n  end_ms: 223720\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 223720\n  end_ms: 228460\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228460\n  end_ms: 233500\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 233500\n  end_ms: 236470\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 236470\n  end_ms: 239030\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin\n  start_ms: 239030\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: To new Game\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243560\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243560\n  end_ms: 244910\n- text: 'Door: Th0mm0'\n  start_ms: 244910\n  end_ms: 260290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260290\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength\n  Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for Game b! tch\n  Hahahaha\n  Yeah mothafuckas\n  Compton's back on the mothafuckin map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch\n  Game let's go\n\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n\n  So they callin us\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations\n  That he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape\n  And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...\n\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changing\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Eminem just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me,\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin\n  To new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n\n  Door: Th0mm0\n"},{"id":1034274,"name":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","trackName":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't (feat. Eminem)\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":34089305,"name":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","trackName":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Features","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't (feat. Eminem)\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Features\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":39878374,"name":"We Ain’t (feat. Eminem)","trackName":"We Ain’t (feat. Eminem)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":291.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93]Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69]You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23]Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28]Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95]Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84]Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08]Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97]They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65]I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37]Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06]But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06]They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37]Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62]We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19]Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23]Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05]How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95]Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28]The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33]They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23]At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04]Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71]They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88]Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57]I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23]So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03]So they callin' us\n[01:30.63]We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01]We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60]This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41]Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13]The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47]You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36]Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32]If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12]You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39]Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69]You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11]Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03]Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47]Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77]For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30]Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02]Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59]The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48]With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26]And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14]You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24]Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54]We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98]We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55]This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90]Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28]The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34]You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66]Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10]Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67]I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39]I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71]Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68]If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11]These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85]Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85]For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95]From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08]With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57]I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84]I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97]I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77]And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28]I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53]So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83]We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88]We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46]This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12]Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18]The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42]You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t (feat. Eminem)\n  artist: The Game\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 291009\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":19224790,"name":"We Ain’t","trackName":"We Ain’t","artistName":"The Game feat. Eminem","albumName":"The Documentary","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain’t\n  artist: The Game feat. Eminem\n  album: The Documentary\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":1034273,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game feat. Eminem","albumName":"The Documentary (Edited Version)","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game feat. Eminem\n  album: The Documentary (Edited Version)\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":32855014,"name":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","trackName":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"Untitled","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't (feat. Eminem)\n  artist: The Game\n  album: Untitled\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":22507295,"name":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","trackName":"We Ain't (feat. Eminem)","artistName":"The Game","albumName":"4:47","duration":286.787,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't (feat. Eminem)\n  artist: The Game\n  album: 4:47\n  duration_ms: 286787\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"},{"id":29615605,"name":"We Ain't","trackName":"We Ain't","artistName":"The Game feat. Eminem","albumName":"G Crack presents Best Shady Featurings","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentleman\nYou are now about to witness the strength aftermath\nStraight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\nPut your hands together for game bitch\nYeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\nAftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\nMe and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\nThey talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\nI'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\nMake my mother proud that her son made it out\nBut it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\nThey say shit but fuck them,\nShady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\nWe started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\nMe, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\nThinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\nHow could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\nThen spit that classical LA, NWA shit\nThe media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\nThey accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\nAt first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\nNow people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\nThey comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\nPut the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\nI'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\nSo I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\nSo they callin' us\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nOnly Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\nIf I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\nYou ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\nYour mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\nYou will end up in the same situation, same shit\nDifferent day, just with different gangstas in your face\nWhich way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\nThink of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\nFor the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\nLooking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\nOff accusations that he had somebody blasted\nThe Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\nWith masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\nAnd they ask him to clean up his act\nYou bastards wasting too much time\nMe no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nWe ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power\nLow get Dre on the phone quick\nTell him Em just killed me on my own shit\nI'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\nI'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\nYeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\nIf Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\nThese niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\nTurn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\nFor tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\nFrom them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\nWith a glock that don't phase me\nI'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\nI don't care if the radio don't play me\nI say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\nAnd get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\nI can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\nSo I'm gone bitch\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nWe ain't goin no where so fuck you\nThis day the game won't ever be the same\nThings just ain't the same for gangstas\nThe game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\nYou're now about to witness the power","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.93] Ladies and gentleman\n[00:06.69] You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n[00:11.23] Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n[00:15.28] Put your hands together for game bitch\n[00:21.95] Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n[00:28.84] Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n[00:33.08] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n[00:35.97] They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n[00:38.65] I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n[00:41.37] Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n[00:44.06] But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n[00:47.06] They say shit but fuck them,\n[00:49.37] Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n[00:51.62] We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n[00:54.19] Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n[00:58.23] Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n[01:01.05] How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n[01:03.95] Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n[01:06.28] The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n[01:09.33] They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n[01:12.23] At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n[01:15.04] Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n[01:17.71] They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n[01:20.88] Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n[01:23.57] I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n[01:26.23] So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n[01:29.03] So they callin' us\n[01:30.63] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:35.01] We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n[01:40.60] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[01:43.41] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[01:46.13] The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n[01:49.47] You're now about to witness the power\n[01:51.36] Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n[01:54.32] If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n[01:56.12] You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n[01:59.39] Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n[02:02.69] You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n[02:05.11] Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n[02:08.03] Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n[02:11.47] Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n[02:13.77] For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n[02:17.30] Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n[02:21.02] Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n[02:23.59] The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n[02:26.48] With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n[02:30.26] And they ask him to clean up his act\n[02:32.14] You bastards wasting too much time\n[02:34.24] Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n[02:36.54] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:41.98] We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n[02:47.55] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[02:49.90] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[02:53.28] The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n[02:56.34] You're now about to witness the power\n[02:57.66] Low get Dre on the phone quick\n[03:01.10] Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n[03:03.67] I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n[03:06.39] I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n[03:09.71] Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n[03:12.68] If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n[03:15.11] These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n[03:17.85] Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n[03:20.85] For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n[03:23.95] From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n[03:27.08] With a glock that don't phase me\n[03:29.57] I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n[03:31.84] I don't care if the radio don't play me\n[03:33.97] I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n[03:36.77] And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n[03:40.28] I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n[03:42.53] So I'm gone bitch\n[03:44.83] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:48.88] We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n[03:54.46] This day the game won't ever be the same\n[03:57.12] Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n[04:00.18] The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n[04:03.42] You're now about to witness the power\n[04:05.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Ain't\n  artist: The Game feat. Eminem\n  album: G Crack presents Best Shady Featurings\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentleman\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Put your hands together for game bitch\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 33080\n- text: Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  start_ms: 33080\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 38650\n- text: I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  start_ms: 38650\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44060\n- text: But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  start_ms: 44060\n  end_ms: 47060\n- text: They say shit but fuck them,\n  start_ms: 47060\n  end_ms: 49370\n- text: Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  start_ms: 49370\n  end_ms: 51620\n- text: We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  start_ms: 51620\n  end_ms: 54190\n- text: Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  start_ms: 54190\n  end_ms: 58230\n- text: Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  start_ms: 58230\n  end_ms: 61050\n- text: How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  start_ms: 61050\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 66280\n- text: The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  start_ms: 66280\n  end_ms: 69330\n- text: They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  start_ms: 69330\n  end_ms: 72230\n- text: At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  start_ms: 72230\n  end_ms: 75040\n- text: Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  start_ms: 75040\n  end_ms: 77710\n- text: They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  start_ms: 77710\n  end_ms: 80880\n- text: Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  start_ms: 80880\n  end_ms: 83570\n- text: I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  start_ms: 83570\n  end_ms: 86230\n- text: So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  start_ms: 86230\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: So they callin' us\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 90630\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 90630\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 100600\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 100600\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 106130\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  start_ms: 106130\n  end_ms: 109470\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 109470\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 116120\n- text: You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  start_ms: 116120\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122690\n- text: You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  start_ms: 122690\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 128030\n- text: Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  start_ms: 128030\n  end_ms: 131470\n- text: Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  start_ms: 131470\n  end_ms: 133770\n- text: For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  start_ms: 133770\n  end_ms: 137300\n- text: Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  start_ms: 137300\n  end_ms: 141020\n- text: Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  start_ms: 141020\n  end_ms: 143590\n- text: The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  start_ms: 143590\n  end_ms: 146480\n- text: With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  start_ms: 146480\n  end_ms: 150260\n- text: And they ask him to clean up his act\n  start_ms: 150260\n  end_ms: 152140\n- text: You bastards wasting too much time\n  start_ms: 152140\n  end_ms: 154240\n- text: Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  start_ms: 154240\n  end_ms: 156540\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 156540\n  end_ms: 161980\n- text: We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  start_ms: 161980\n  end_ms: 167550\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 167550\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 173280\n- text: The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  start_ms: 173280\n  end_ms: 176340\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 176340\n  end_ms: 177660\n- text: Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  start_ms: 177660\n  end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  start_ms: 181100\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186390\n- text: I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  start_ms: 186390\n  end_ms: 189710\n- text: Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  start_ms: 189710\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 195110\n- text: These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  start_ms: 195110\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203950\n- text: From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  start_ms: 203950\n  end_ms: 207080\n- text: With a glock that don't phase me\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209570\n- text: I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  start_ms: 209570\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 213970\n- text: I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  start_ms: 213970\n  end_ms: 216770\n- text: And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  start_ms: 216770\n  end_ms: 220280\n- text: I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  start_ms: 220280\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: So I'm gone bitch\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224830\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 224830\n  end_ms: 228880\n- text: We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  start_ms: 228880\n  end_ms: 234460\n- text: This day the game won't ever be the same\n  start_ms: 234460\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 240180\n- text: The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  start_ms: 240180\n  end_ms: 243420\n- text: You're now about to witness the power\n  start_ms: 243420\n  end_ms: 245560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245560\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentleman\n  You are now about to witness the strength aftermath\n  Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton\n  Put your hands together for game bitch\n  Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map\n  Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go\n  Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit\n  They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when\n  I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums\n  Make my mother proud that her son made it out\n  But it's hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist\n  They say shit but fuck them,\n  Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was\n  We started throwin cinthi and decided to chase 'em\n  Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit\n  Thinkin' what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and\n  How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits\n  Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit\n  The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch\n  They accusin' Michael of touchin' kids in the wrong places\n  At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts\n  Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists\n  They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'\n  Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit\n  I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit\n  So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this\n  So they callin' us\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing yo new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making\n  If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken\n  You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame\n  Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch\n  You will end up in the same situation, same shit\n  Different day, just with different gangstas in your face\n  Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement\n  Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it\n  For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face\n  Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward\n  Off accusations that he had somebody blasted\n  The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task\n  With masking tape and the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case\n  And they ask him to clean up his act\n  You bastards wasting too much time\n  Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  We ain't goin' nowhere so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same it's changing to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n  Low get Dre on the phone quick\n  Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit\n  I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick\n  I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick\n  Yeah, the chrome sick, the window's tinted\n  If Eminem is anybody on my under the pennalton\n  These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen\n  Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window\n  For tellin' me it's hot when it's not and you got what you got\n  From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin' Dre you got shot\n  With a glock that don't phase me\n  I'm crazy why you think I'm rhyming with Shady?\n  I don't care if the radio don't play me\n  I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin' today\n  And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets\n  I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks\n  So I'm gone bitch\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  We ain't goin no where so fuck you\n  This day the game won't ever be the same\n  Things just ain't the same for gangstas\n  The game just isn't the same its changin' to new Game\n  You're now about to witness the power\n"}]