[{"id":32830863,"name":"My Bad","trackName":"My Bad","artistName":"The Pharcyde feat.Butch Cassidy","albumName":"My Bad","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I find the hardest thing to do is admitting when you fucked up\nTryna' keep the trash outside, wait for the dump truck\nDaily, but it comes by weekly\nAnd not on the holidays\nIt's piling up and stinkin'\nFeelin' all kinds of ways and little white lies are all grown now\nRaised on Percocet's, lean, and TikTok\nWe used to be all gas\nBut now it's stopped\n\nStopped lyin', stopped cryin', stopped tryin'\nWe wasted time\nSo Covid's on the stopwatch and we racin' blind\nSome friends didn't finish, life was so sublime\nIn the '19, the right thing\nWe traded for survival\nAnd the EED and stimulus we waiting for arrival\n\nTo blow on Post mates and Amazon should've masked out\nAnd drove out to Capazon\nMaybe had some better chances\nPlayin' crap 'cause this crap is simply cap\nOn the root of the problem while the tree drop the sap\n\nTo make the situation sticky and I still pass the buck\nLike I was oblivious, now it's serious\nStreamin' a sad tune\nNow I'm MJ\nSpinnin', screamin', breakin' mirrors in the bathroom\nAnd I (I'm sorry)\n\nMy bad, I been gone for some time\nTried to call, but you changed your line\nHectic situation in my life at this time\nFrustration got me goin' blind\nSometimes I fear\nI may just keel\nBut I'm a man, so if I keep it real\nI apologize, tell me how you feel\n\nI was clear when we talked about my M.O\nSo there's no confusion or illusion, keep it simple\nI thought if I was Cadillac about it with my temple\nThe old El Dorado papa dipped in South Central\nThat you would get the best golden picture in your mental\nLay out all the cards takin' care of incidentals\nMy life is kinda hard you ain't ready for my kinfolks\n\nNot your average convo might take it as an insult\nAnd we don't want no drama\nWe come with thick skin, so\nYou don't have to tip-toe and flip-flop\nAnd wind up in a shit show\nWe much too old for that\nGots to pack this bag and dip though\n\n'Cause lookin' at your shoulders\nThere's a whole lot of chips and no party\nMakin' everybody wanna dip so\nWe get it started 'cause we open hearted\nAnd if that offends you, just know I never meant to\nThought I was bein' honest\nMy bad, what you wanna do\n\nImani woke up in a pit of vipers\nStill get it hyper\nThey still got the scent of breastmilk on they breath\nThey still in diapers\nOracle, original get high pied pack the piper\nA jet a blast your tie fighter\nJump inside, let's take a ride\nRoll up, roll out\nLet's catch a vibe\n\nOn to the other side, where others hide\nFarther than the Pharcyde\nYou decide when its time\nFirst, the night comes then the lightning strikes\nNergo double o' seven\nMysterio appears right in your stereo\nThoughts leave him in awe\nThey didn't know Imani was so raw\n\nBeating on my chest feeling like I'm 10ft tall\nAstrophysical, technological, spiritual, magical, rhythmic rituals\nI walk in Vans and I ride in whips\nConnect the dots and collect them chips\n\nMy bad, I been gone for some time\nTried to call, but you changed your line\nHectic situation in my life at this time\nFrustration got me goin' blind\nSometimes I fear\nI may just keel\nBut I'm a man so I keep it real\nI apologize, tell me how you feel\n\n(Time waits for no man)\nTell me how you feel\n(The most incredible shit in Slimkid history)\nTell me how you feel\n(The crew is definitely back again)\nTell me how you feel\n(Reminiscing to a time when I was younger with a hunger)\nHow you feel\n\nThis is no confession\nI'm just expressin' what's on my chest at the moment\n'Cause I feel I need some atonement\nWas I in the wrong or did it get blown out of proportion?\nNow a divorce is what you endorsing\nYou said you didn't mind, but you pretended\nThen, eventually, you got offended\n\nWith something that's broken, it's hard to mend it\nBest of friends in the beginning, but that's not how it ended\nDays became dark, like the windows tinted\nIt's been a minute since I seen you\nWanna let you know I didn't mean to make you sad\nLose what we had\nLook you in the eyes, as I apologize\nMy bad","syncedLyrics":"[00:21.48] I find the hardest thing to do is admitting when you fucked up\n[00:25.37] Tryna' keep the trash outside, wait for the dump truck\n[00:28.14] Daily, but it comes by weekly\n[00:30.16] And not on the holidays\n[00:31.65] It's piling up and stinkin'\n[00:32.74] Feelin' all kinds of ways and little white lies are all grown now\n[00:36.10] Raised on Percocet's, lean, and TikTok\n[00:38.57] We used to be all gas\n[00:40.01] But now it's stopped\n[00:41.27] Stopped lyin', stopped cryin', stopped tryin'\n[00:43.53] We wasted time\n[00:44.78] So Covid's on the stopwatch and we racin' blind\n[00:47.41] Some friends didn't finish, life was so sublime\n[00:50.34] In the '19, the right thing\n[00:51.82] We traded for survival\n[00:53.31] And the EED and stimulus we waiting for arrival\n[00:56.06] To blow on Post mates and Amazon should've masked out\n[00:58.76] And drove out to Capazon\n[01:00.85] Maybe had some better chances\n[01:02.31] Playin' crap 'cause this crap is simply cap\n[01:04.67] On the root of the problem while the tree drop the sap\n[01:07.33] To make the situation sticky and I still pass the buck\n[01:10.19] Like I was oblivious, now it's serious\n[01:13.33] Streamin' a sad tune\n[01:14.72] Now I'm MJ\n[01:15.97] Spinnin', screamin', breakin' mirrors in the bathroom\n[01:18.29] And I (I'm sorry)\n[01:19.20] My bad, I been gone for some time\n[01:22.11] Tried to call, but you changed your line\n[01:24.82] Hectic situation in my life at this time\n[01:27.72] Frustration got me goin' blind\n[01:30.40] Sometimes I fear\n[01:33.59] I may just keel\n[01:36.16] But I'm a man, so if I keep it real\n[01:39.16] I apologize, tell me how you feel\n[01:40.94] I was clear when we talked about my M.O\n[01:43.61] So 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bad, what you wanna do\n[02:26.44] Imani woke up in a pit of vipers\n[02:28.20] Still get it hyper\n[02:29.67] They still got the scent of breastmilk on they breath\n[02:31.95] They still in diapers\n[02:33.02] Oracle, original get high pied pack the piper\n[02:36.00] A jet a blast your tie fighter\n[02:38.15] Jump inside, let's take a ride\n[02:40.81] Roll up, roll out\n[02:41.87] Let's catch a vibe\n[02:42.91] On to the other side, where others hide\n[02:46.26] Farther than the Pharcyde\n[02:48.38] You decide when its time\n[02:50.09] First, the night comes then the lightning strikes\n[02:52.47] Nergo double o' seven\n[02:54.10] Mysterio appears right in your stereo\n[02:56.53] Thoughts leave him in awe\n[02:57.71] They didn't know Imani was so raw\n[02:59.91] Beating on my chest feeling like I'm 10ft tall\n[03:02.68] Astrophysical, technological, spiritual, magical, rhythmic rituals\n[03:07.80] I walk in Vans and I ride in whips\n[03:10.15] Connect the dots and collect them 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end_ms: 129850\n- text: We much too old for that\n  start_ms: 129850\n  end_ms: 130990\n- text: Gots to pack this bag and dip though\n  start_ms: 130990\n  end_ms: 132420\n- text: '''Cause lookin'' at your shoulders'\n  start_ms: 132420\n  end_ms: 133560\n- text: There's a whole lot of chips and no party\n  start_ms: 133560\n  end_ms: 135980\n- text: Makin' everybody wanna dip so\n  start_ms: 135980\n  end_ms: 138650\n- text: We get it started 'cause we open hearted\n  start_ms: 138650\n  end_ms: 140770\n- text: And if that offends you, just know I never meant to\n  start_ms: 140770\n  end_ms: 143700\n- text: Thought I was bein' honest\n  start_ms: 143700\n  end_ms: 144870\n- text: My bad, what you wanna do\n  start_ms: 144870\n  end_ms: 146440\n- text: Imani woke up in a pit of vipers\n  start_ms: 146440\n  end_ms: 148200\n- text: Still get it hyper\n  start_ms: 148200\n  end_ms: 149670\n- text: They still got the scent of breastmilk on they breath\n  start_ms: 149670\n  end_ms: 151950\n- text: They still in diapers\n  start_ms: 151950\n  end_ms: 153020\n- text: Oracle, original get high pied pack the piper\n  start_ms: 153020\n  end_ms: 156000\n- text: A jet a blast your tie fighter\n  start_ms: 156000\n  end_ms: 158150\n- text: Jump inside, let's take a ride\n  start_ms: 158150\n  end_ms: 160810\n- text: Roll up, roll out\n  start_ms: 160810\n  end_ms: 161870\n- text: Let's catch a vibe\n  start_ms: 161870\n  end_ms: 162910\n- text: On to the other side, where others hide\n  start_ms: 162910\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: Farther than the Pharcyde\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168380\n- text: You decide when its time\n  start_ms: 168380\n  end_ms: 170090\n- text: First, the night comes then the lightning strikes\n  start_ms: 170090\n  end_ms: 172470\n- text: Nergo double o' seven\n  start_ms: 172470\n  end_ms: 174100\n- text: Mysterio appears right in your stereo\n  start_ms: 174100\n  end_ms: 176530\n- text: Thoughts leave him in awe\n  start_ms: 176530\n  end_ms: 177710\n- text: They didn't know Imani was so raw\n  start_ms: 177710\n  end_ms: 179910\n- text: Beating on my chest feeling like I'm 10ft tall\n  start_ms: 179910\n  end_ms: 182680\n- text: Astrophysical, technological, spiritual, magical, rhythmic rituals\n  start_ms: 182680\n  end_ms: 187800\n- text: I walk in Vans and I ride in whips\n  start_ms: 187800\n  end_ms: 190150\n- text: Connect the dots and collect them chips\n  start_ms: 190150\n  end_ms: 192450\n- text: My bad, I been gone for some time\n  start_ms: 192450\n  end_ms: 195150\n- text: Tried to call, but you changed your line\n  start_ms: 195150\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Hectic situation in my life at this time\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200880\n- text: Frustration got me goin' blind\n  start_ms: 200880\n  end_ms: 203620\n- text: Sometimes I fear\n  start_ms: 203620\n  end_ms: 206620\n- text: I may just keel\n  start_ms: 206620\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: But I'm a man so I keep it real\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 211980\n- text: I apologize, tell me how you feel\n  start_ms: 211980\n  end_ms: 215130\n- text: (Time waits for no man)\n  start_ms: 215130\n  end_ms: 218500\n- text: Tell me how you feel\n  start_ms: 218500\n  end_ms: 221220\n- text: (The most incredible shit in Slimkid history)\n  start_ms: 221220\n  end_ms: 224330\n- text: Tell me how you feel\n  start_ms: 224330\n  end_ms: 225580\n- text: (The crew is definitely back again)\n  start_ms: 225580\n  end_ms: 230170\n- text: Tell me how you feel\n  start_ms: 230170\n  end_ms: 231350\n- text: (Reminiscing to a time when I was younger with a hunger)\n  start_ms: 231350\n  end_ms: 236190\n- text: How you feel\n  start_ms: 236190\n  end_ms: 239220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 239220\n  end_ms: 259830\n- text: This is no confession\n  start_ms: 259830\n  end_ms: 260770\n- text: I'm just expressin' what's on my chest at the moment\n  start_ms: 260770\n  end_ms: 263160\n- text: '''Cause I feel I need some atonement'\n  start_ms: 263160\n  end_ms: 265450\n- text: Was I in the wrong or did it get blown out of proportion?\n  start_ms: 265450\n  end_ms: 268730\n- text: Now a divorce is what you endorsing\n  start_ms: 268730\n  end_ms: 272050\n- text: You said you didn't mind, but you pretended\n  start_ms: 272050\n  end_ms: 274340\n- text: Then, eventually, you got offended\n  start_ms: 274340\n  end_ms: 276900\n- text: With something that's broken, it's hard to mend it\n  start_ms: 276900\n  end_ms: 279660\n- text: Best of friends in the beginning, but that's not how it ended\n  start_ms: 279660\n  end_ms: 282670\n- text: Days became dark, like the windows tinted\n  start_ms: 282670\n  end_ms: 285320\n- text: It's been a minute since I seen you\n  start_ms: 285320\n  end_ms: 287480\n- text: Wanna let you know I didn't mean to make you sad\n  start_ms: 287480\n  end_ms: 290450\n- text: Lose what we had\n  start_ms: 290450\n  end_ms: 291310\n- text: Look you in the eyes, as I apologize\n  start_ms: 291310\n  end_ms: 293530\n- text: My bad\n  start_ms: 293530\n  end_ms: 294710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294710\nplain: |-\n  I find the hardest thing to do is admitting when you fucked up\n  Tryna' keep the trash outside, wait for the dump truck\n  Daily, but it comes by weekly\n  And not on the holidays\n  It's piling up and stinkin'\n  Feelin' all kinds of ways and little white lies are all grown now\n  Raised on Percocet's, lean, and TikTok\n  We used to be all gas\n  But now it's stopped\n\n  Stopped lyin', stopped cryin', stopped tryin'\n  We wasted time\n  So Covid's on the stopwatch and we racin' blind\n  Some friends didn't finish, life was so sublime\n  In the '19, the right thing\n  We traded for survival\n  And the EED and stimulus we waiting for arrival\n\n  To blow on Post mates and Amazon should've masked out\n  And drove out to Capazon\n  Maybe had some better chances\n  Playin' crap 'cause this crap is simply cap\n  On the root of the problem while the tree drop the sap\n\n  To make the situation sticky and I still pass the buck\n  Like I was oblivious, now it's serious\n  Streamin' a sad tune\n  Now I'm MJ\n  Spinnin', screamin', breakin' mirrors in the bathroom\n  And I (I'm sorry)\n\n  My bad, I been gone for some time\n  Tried to call, but you changed your line\n  Hectic situation in my life at this time\n  Frustration got me goin' blind\n  Sometimes I fear\n  I may just keel\n  But I'm a man, so if I keep it real\n  I apologize, tell me how you feel\n\n  I was clear when we talked about my M.O\n  So there's no confusion or illusion, keep it simple\n  I thought if I was Cadillac about it with my temple\n  The old El Dorado papa dipped in South Central\n  That you would get the best golden picture in your mental\n  Lay out all the cards takin' care of incidentals\n  My life is kinda hard you ain't ready for my kinfolks\n\n  Not your average convo might take it as an insult\n  And we don't want no drama\n  We come with thick skin, so\n  You don't have to tip-toe and flip-flop\n  And wind up in a shit show\n  We much too old for that\n  Gots to pack this bag and dip though\n\n  'Cause lookin' at your shoulders\n  There's a whole lot of chips and no party\n  Makin' everybody wanna dip so\n  We get it started 'cause we open hearted\n  And if that offends you, just know I never meant to\n  Thought I was bein' honest\n  My bad, what you wanna do\n\n  Imani woke up in a pit of vipers\n  Still get it hyper\n  They still got the scent of breastmilk on they breath\n  They still in diapers\n  Oracle, original get high pied pack the piper\n  A jet a blast your tie fighter\n  Jump inside, let's take a ride\n  Roll up, roll out\n  Let's catch a vibe\n\n  On to the other side, where others hide\n  Farther than the Pharcyde\n  You decide when its time\n  First, the night comes then the lightning strikes\n  Nergo double o' seven\n  Mysterio appears right in your stereo\n  Thoughts leave him in awe\n  They didn't know Imani was so raw\n\n  Beating on my chest feeling like I'm 10ft tall\n  Astrophysical, technological, spiritual, magical, rhythmic rituals\n  I walk in Vans and I ride in whips\n  Connect the dots and collect them chips\n\n  My bad, I been gone for some time\n  Tried to call, but you changed your line\n  Hectic situation in my life at this time\n  Frustration got me goin' blind\n  Sometimes I fear\n  I may just keel\n  But I'm a man so I keep it real\n  I apologize, tell me how you feel\n\n  (Time waits for no man)\n  Tell me how you feel\n  (The most incredible shit in Slimkid history)\n  Tell me how you feel\n  (The crew is definitely back again)\n  Tell me how you feel\n  (Reminiscing to a time when I was younger with a hunger)\n  How you feel\n\n  This is no confession\n  I'm just expressin' what's on my chest at the moment\n  'Cause I feel I need some atonement\n  Was I in the wrong or did it get blown out of proportion?\n  Now a divorce is what you endorsing\n  You said you didn't mind, but you pretended\n  Then, eventually, you got offended\n\n  With something that's broken, it's hard to mend it\n  Best of friends in the beginning, but that's not how it ended\n  Days became dark, like the windows tinted\n  It's been a minute since I seen you\n  Wanna let you know I didn't mean to make you sad\n  Lose what we had\n  Look you in the eyes, as I apologize\n  My bad\n"}]