[{"id":28343543,"name":"Soul Flower (Tatelarock Remix)","trackName":"Soul Flower (Tatelarock Remix)","artistName":"The Pharcyde","albumName":"Soul Flower","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n\nPeople hint and wonder and they wanna know how and why\nBut let me first introduce myself I'm tagging name romye\nI'm 20 years of age I ran across some bullshit\nPeople promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits\nNo hints, it's quicks, it's like the water and grits\nThey got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips\nAnd that's I high I better get by because my ally\nAbout to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some thai\n\nI need some zig-zag, zig-zag\nI need some zig-zag, zig-zag\nHow I need those zig-zag\n(i need some) zig-zag, zig-zag\nHow I love to get high\n\nEee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n\nWhat the?\nOh what the heck\nNiggas just wanna get wrecked to the track\nIt's brand new and heavy as a 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we've sunk ships from the pacific to the atlantic\nI dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm frantic\nTake you in a frenzy=20\nTakin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out of a benzie\nBox well I rocks the orthodox styles to make you squirm\nYes I come from callie no I do not have a perm\nI stand firm on the mic device when I gets nice\nDon't roll the dice if you can't pay the price\nI got more flavor than 7-11 slurpees\nIf magic can admit he got aids, f**k it--i got herpes\n\nAh shit.\nNs, ns\nSounds like ns to me!\n\nEee ah ooh ah ah (many times)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Soul Flower (Tatelarock Remix)\n artist: The Pharcyde\n album: Soul Flower\n duration_ms: 304000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n\n People hint and wonder and they wanna know how and why\n But let me first introduce myself I'm tagging name romye\n I'm 20 years of age I ran across some bullshit\n People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits\n No hints, it's quicks, it's like the water and grits\n They got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips\n And that's I high I better get by because my ally\n About to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some thai\n\n I need some zig-zag, zig-zag\n I need some zig-zag, zig-zag\n How I need those zig-zag\n (i need some) zig-zag, zig-zag\n How I love to get high\n\n Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n\n What the?\n Oh what the heck\n Niggas just wanna get wrecked to the track\n It's brand new and heavy as a chevy and in fact\n The pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack\n But at this point there's no turning back\n But to be exact, I've got more flavors than a bucket full of fruit\n In 92 we take cash 93 we take loot\n Because the vinyl is delicious=20\n I'm the nigga who's got bitches\n Michael ross is the genie he's giving our wishes\n One I wanna just jam with your band\n Two two two...=20\n You gotta play it all across the land\n Three three three...\n The plan is grab the ducats and say f**k it to the critics hey now\n I was walkin' down the street balin'(?) to the beat\n Phat beats in my head tennis shoes on my feet\n Nigga tried to flex but he had to be smoked\n So I shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n What?\n Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n Yep\n Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n Shot-him-in-the-ass-on-the-downstroke\n\n Souped on the beat like a bowl of chicken noodles\n\n I love spanish dishes but no I'm not menudo\n I can dig kung-fu I flip hoes like judo\n Never date a chick who has a mom named bruno\n A anna bonanna(?) bananafanafuno\n Yet you know shafino=20\n Met her in a trio\n Souped up my (glass) jet flew her at the wheel\n I'm somewhat creole=20\n Don't like the man of steel\n I'm not your carbon copy but your first rap (jalopy) for real\n I used to deal but the fuzz popped me\n I had the hydros but they repo'd my crops and steel\n I chills like scotch on the rocks=20\n 'cause I just gets paid for them hard-core props\n You know?\n\n How long can you freak the funk?\n I separate the good stuff from the junk\n How long can you freak the funk\n Yeah, freak the funk\n All right, freak the funk\n Freak the funk\n\n I want the farmer man. farmer man.\n I want the farmer man. you want the farmer man?\n Yeah, I want the farmer man. you don't want no farmer man.\n Give me the farmer man. once again it's the farmer man.\n\n I go from skip-skop(?) to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk\n Cutting enough bullshit to turn a tree into a tree trunk\n 'cause we've sunk ships from the pacific to the atlantic\n I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm frantic\n Take you in a frenzy=20\n Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out of a benzie\n Box well I rocks the orthodox styles to make you squirm\n Yes I come from callie no I do not have a perm\n I stand firm on the mic device when I gets nice\n Don't roll the dice if you can't pay the price\n I got more flavor than 7-11 slurpees\n If magic can admit he got aids, f**k it--i got herpes\n\n Ah shit.\n Ns, ns\n Sounds like ns to me!\n\n Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n"},{"id":31857071,"name":"Soul Flower (Gutter Remix Instrumental)","trackName":"Soul Flower (Gutter Remix Instrumental)","artistName":"The Pharcyde","albumName":"Soul Flower","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My mama told me one day\nThat some real good things would happen\nIf I practice all my dancin' and I practice all my rappin'\nWell before she goes to bed at night\nMy mama would always say that everything would come together\nEvery dog would have his day,\nNow able on cables table when I freak the funk\nI got more tricks up my sleeve than Freddie's got junk\nNo need to do no Judo or no kicks like Karate\n'Cause I can get funky like a baby on a bottle\nOh what the heck\nNiggas just wanna get wrecked to the track\nIt's 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(Freak the funk)\nI separate the good stuff from the junk (freak the funk)\nYo, How long can you freak the funk (freak the funk)\n(Freak the funk)\nIt's all right\n(Freak the funk)\nI swear to tell the whole truth and nothin' but the whole truth\nEver since I was a little snot nosed, snaggletooth\nWhippersnapper, I knew to become a rapper\nWith flavor that of chocolate fudge\nHere comes the judge and jury from the fury got me on trial (trial)\nBecause I never copy and I got me own style (style)\nA juvenille professional\nCuthroat when it comes to stepping on toes\nNow the police got my fingerprints and profile","syncedLyrics":"[00:17.55] My mama told me one day\n[00:18.37] That some real good things would happen\n[00:19.57] If I practice all my dancin' and I practice all my rappin'\n[00:21.72] Well before she goes to bed at night\n[00:23.17] My mama would always say that everything would come together\n[00:25.23] Every dog would have his day,\n[00:26.07] Now able on cables table when I freak the funk\n[00:28.23] I got more tricks up my sleeve than Freddie's got junk\n[00:30.53] No need to do no Judo or no kicks like Karate\n[00:32.77] 'Cause I can get funky like a baby on a bottle\n[00:43.21] Oh what the heck\n[00:44.43] Niggas just wanna get wrecked to the track\n[00:46.34] It's brand new and heavy as a Chevy and in fact\n[00:48.49] The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack\n[00:50.61] But at this point there's no turning back\n[00:52.78] But to be exact, I've got more flavors than a bucket full of fruit\n[00:56.15] In 92 we make some cash and in 93 we make the loot\n[00:58.45] Because the vinyl is delicious\n[00:59.74] I'm the nigga who's ambitious\n[01:00.96] Michael Ross is the genie he's giving our wishes\n[01:03.13] One, I wanna just jam with your band\n[01:05.46] Two, you gotta play it all across the land\n[01:07.54] Three, the plan is grab the ducats and say fuck it to the critics\n[01:10.89] Hey now\n[01:11.60] I was walkin' down the street balin' to the beat\n[01:13.78] Phat beats in my head tennis shoes on my feet\n[01:16.07] Nigga tried to flex but he had to be smoked\n[01:18.09] So I shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:20.32] I shot in the ass on the downstroke (What!)\n[01:22.82] Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:24.79] Yeah (I shot him in the ass on the downstroke)\n[01:26.96] Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:29.00] Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:31.18] Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:33.33] Shot him in the ass on the downstroke\n[01:35.55] Souped on the beat like a bowl of chicken noodles\n[01:37.81] I love Spanish dishes but no I'm not Menudo\n[01:39.82] I can dig Kung-Fu I flip hoes like Judo\n[01:42.07] Never date a chick who has a mom named Bruno\n[01:44.15] A anna bonanna bananafanafuno\n[01:46.23] Yet you know Shafino\n[01:47.47] Met her in a trio\n[01:48.57] Souped up my glass jet flew her ass to Rio\n[01:50.56] I'm somewhat Creole\n[01:51.65] Don't like the man of steel\n[01:52.75] I'm not your carbon copy but your first rap jalopy, for real\n[01:55.54] I used to deal but the fuzz popped me\n[01:57.15] I had the hydros but they repo'd my crops and steel\n[01:59.85] I chills like scotch on the rocks\n[02:01.32] Cause I just gets paid for them hard-core props\n[02:04.12] You know?\n[02:05.92] How long can you freak the funk?\n[02:07.91] How long can you freak the funk? (Freak the funk)\n[02:09.88] I separate the good stuff from the junk (freak the funk)\n[02:12.15] Yo, How long can you freak the funk (freak the funk)\n[02:15.16] (Freak the funk)\n[02:16.08] It's all right\n[02:17.27] (Freak the funk)\n[02:18.36] I swear to tell the whole truth and nothin' but the whole truth\n[02:20.66] Ever since I was a little snot nosed, snaggletooth\n[02:22.82] Whippersnapper, I knew to become a rapper\n[02:24.79] With flavor that of chocolate fudge\n[02:26.36] Here comes the judge and jury from the fury got me on trial (trial)\n[02:28.90] Because I never copy and I got me own style (style)\n[02:30.77] A juvenille professional\n[02:32.00] Cuthroat when it comes to stepping on toes\n[02:33.39] Now the police got my fingerprints and profile","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Soul Flower (Gutter Remix Instrumental)\n artist: The Pharcyde\n album: Soul Flower\n duration_ms: 246000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: My mama told me one day\n 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Farmer man\n I want the farmer man. You want the farmer man?\n Yeah, I want the farmer man. You don't want no farmer man\n Give me the farmer man. 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I separate the good stuff from the junk\n How long can you freak the funk\n Yeah, freak the funk\n All right, freak the funk\n Freak the funk I want the farmer man. farmer man.\n I want the farmer man. you want the farmer man?\n Yeah, i want the farmer man. you don't want no farmer man.\n Give me the farmer man. once again it's the farmer man.\n\n I go from skip-skop(?) to hip-hop to be-bop to p-funk\n Cutting enough bullshit to turn a tree into a tree trunk\n 'Cause we've sunk ships from the pacific to the atlantic\n I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause i'm frantic\n Take you in a frenzy=20\n Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out of a benzie\n Box well i rocks the orthodox styles to make you squirm\n Yes i come from callie no i do not have a perm\n I stand firm on the mic device when i gets nice\n Don't roll the dice if you can't pay the price\n I got more flavor than 7-11 slurpees\n If magic can admit he got aids, fuck it--i got herpes\n\n Ah shit.\n Ns, ns\n Sounds like ns to me!\n\n Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)\n"}]