[{"id":1646193,"name":"The Dark (Trinity)","trackName":"The Dark (Trinity)","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"...and then you shoot your cousin","duration":317.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, mountain high and valley low and river winding to the beat\nI have traveled chasing demons screaming all I find I keep\nIf you don't pay like you lay alright okay that's fine with me\nI'ma just spray my heat and say my piece and lay you down to sleep\nAin't nobody tell you clowns to speak\nI'm an AK you down the street\nDraw that bump that's built for the riots see how quiet y'all can keep\nAin't no wilding it ain't no problem\nIt ain't no question it ain't no beef\nCut that check then things are sweet\nI'ma go buy some diamond teeth\nI'll be damned if my setback gonna help you get back on your feet\nNo surrender no retreat\nNigga we out here trying to eat\nHashtag diamond dog tag\nMoney bag, nice swag, pockets need an ice bag\nToe tag, body bag\nNiggas lose their lives sad\nRockets in their flight path\nBreaking bad, make them bad\nChoices out here thinking fast\nSmoking wet and drinking bad\nSoaking wet and sinking fast\nShoot them niggas making cash\nStick them niggas take their stash\nThe law of gravity meets, the law of averages\nAin't no sense in attempting to civilize savages\nEven though I wish I could be spared my embarrassment\nI'm a nigga, other niggas pale in comparison\nWe out in Paris yet but still a nigga perishing\nNo idea how much time's left, fuck trying to cherish it\nA life in times unchecked, now that's American\nInherit the wind, pressure in everything\nThe world ain't ready for someone like me\nAnd life is sex, stress, drama and I'm hookin out 3\nI'd rather O.D. than be the next O.G\nThan fronting for a whore that already chose me\nOne man revolution that's supportin prostitution\nI'm trying pimp the game, where balling don't mean hooping\nAnd riding don't mean cruising\nIt mean keep your bitch-ass moving\nIf you ain't built for bruising, redrum ain't in your blueprint\nIn a jungle made of concrete, every animal Jumanji\nOn Easy-E and PCP, ass-cash or EBT\nHow you monetize pigeons on a power line\nOn a road to the riches every dudes a dollar sign\nI don't mind, I don't mind, long as all the smoke is mine\nAnd the liquor store delivers faster than a Papa Johns\nAnd I heard that def-ass caller money's on the other line\nThe last episode of Good Times is my life\n'Freeze' they say in the streets when the young players\nGet rich or die trying\nBut the funny thing about that phrase to me\nIs that these little niggas be lying\nCause don't nobody wanna die\nBut everybody trying to get rich though\nBut the fucked thing about that\nThese lil' niggas don't how to get rich so\nI still run with those angels\nMan I still P for those angels\nSpeaking with guns, sticking in tongues\nTalking that Arabic and that Yiddish\nRiding them trains, stashing them chains, bangles\nYeah I play for those gangsters\nMy tag on 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street\n[00:54.96] Draw that bump that's built for the riots see how quiet y'all can keep\n[00:58.60] Ain't no wilding it ain't no problem\n[01:00.58] It ain't no question it ain't no beef\n[01:02.35] Cut that check then things are sweet\n[01:04.12] I'ma go buy some diamond teeth\n[01:05.99] I'll be damned if my setback gonna help you get back on your feet\n[01:09.57] No surrender no retreat\n[01:11.29] Nigga we out here trying to eat\n[01:13.30] Hashtag diamond dog tag\n[01:15.56] Money bag, nice swag, pockets need an ice bag\n[01:19.35] Toe tag, body bag\n[01:21.22] Niggas lose their lives sad\n[01:23.00] Rockets in their flight path\n[01:24.91] Breaking bad, make them bad\n[01:26.90] Choices out here thinking fast\n[01:28.53] Smoking wet and drinking bad\n[01:30.42] Soaking wet and sinking fast\n[01:32.19] Shoot them niggas making cash\n[01:34.06] Stick them niggas take their stash\n[01:35.98] The law of gravity meets, the law of averages\n[01:39.53] Ain't no sense in attempting to civilize savages\n[01:43.25] Even though I wish I could be spared my embarrassment\n[01:46.97] I'm a nigga, other niggas pale in comparison\n[01:50.72] We out in Paris yet but still a nigga perishing\n[01:54.41] No idea how much time's left, fuck trying to cherish it\n[01:58.13] A life in times unchecked, now that's American\n[02:01.77] Inherit the wind, pressure in everything\n[02:05.50] The world ain't ready for someone like me\n[02:08.76] And life is sex, stress, drama and I'm hookin out 3\n[02:12.42] I'd rather O.D. than be the next O.G\n[02:16.26] Than fronting for a whore that already chose me\n[02:19.95] One man revolution that's supportin prostitution\n[02:23.65] I'm trying pimp the game, where balling don't mean hooping\n[02:27.43] And riding don't mean cruising\n[02:29.28] It mean keep your bitch-ass moving\n[02:31.04] If you ain't built for bruising, redrum ain't in your blueprint\n[02:34.78] In a jungle made of concrete, every animal Jumanji\n[02:38.48] On Easy-E and PCP, ass-cash or EBT\n[02:42.34] How you monetize pigeons on a power line\n[02:45.58] On a road to the riches every dudes a dollar sign\n[02:49.36] I don't mind, I don't mind, long as all the smoke is mine\n[02:52.99] And the liquor store delivers faster than a Papa Johns\n[02:56.83] And I heard that def-ass caller money's on the other line\n[03:00.58] The last episode of Good Times is my life\n[03:33.93] 'Freeze' they say in the streets when the young players\n[03:36.07] Get rich or die trying\n[03:37.51] But the funny thing about that phrase to me\n[03:39.68] Is that these little niggas be lying\n[03:41.31] Cause don't nobody wanna die\n[03:43.09] But everybody trying to get rich though\n[03:44.98] But the fucked thing about that\n[03:46.65] These lil' niggas don't how to get rich so\n[03:48.73] I still run with those angels\n[03:50.65] Man I still P for those angels\n[03:52.32] Speaking with guns, sticking in tongues\n[03:54.16] Talking that Arabic and that Yiddish\n[03:56.03] Riding 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like you lay alright okay that's fine with me\n I'ma just spray my heat and say my piece and lay you down to sleep\n Ain't nobody tell you clowns to speak\n I'm an AK you down the street\n Draw that bump that's built for the riots see how quiet y'all can keep\n Ain't no wilding it ain't no problem\n It ain't no question it ain't no beef\n Cut that check then things are sweet\n I'ma go buy some diamond teeth\n I'll be damned if my setback gonna help you get back on your feet\n No surrender no retreat\n Nigga we out here trying to eat\n Hashtag diamond dog tag\n Money bag, nice swag, pockets need an ice bag\n Toe tag, body bag\n Niggas lose their lives sad\n Rockets in their flight path\n Breaking bad, make them bad\n Choices out here thinking fast\n Smoking wet and drinking bad\n Soaking wet and sinking fast\n Shoot them niggas making cash\n Stick them niggas take their stash\n The law of gravity meets, the law of averages\n Ain't no sense in attempting to civilize savages\n Even though I wish I could be spared my embarrassment\n I'm a nigga, other niggas pale in comparison\n We out in Paris yet but still a nigga perishing\n No idea how much time's left, fuck trying to cherish it\n A life in times unchecked, now that's American\n Inherit the wind, pressure in everything\n The world ain't ready for someone like me\n And life is sex, stress, drama and I'm hookin out 3\n I'd rather O.D. than be the next O.G\n Than fronting for a whore that already chose me\n One man revolution that's supportin prostitution\n I'm trying pimp the game, where balling don't mean hooping\n And riding don't mean cruising\n It mean keep your bitch-ass moving\n If you ain't built for bruising, redrum ain't in your blueprint\n In a jungle made of concrete, every animal Jumanji\n On Easy-E and PCP, ass-cash or EBT\n How you monetize pigeons on a power line\n On a road to the riches every dudes a dollar sign\n I don't mind, I don't mind, long as all the smoke is mine\n And the liquor store delivers faster than a Papa Johns\n And I heard that def-ass caller money's on the other line\n The last episode of Good Times is my life\n 'Freeze' they say in the streets when the young players\n Get rich or die trying\n But the funny thing about that phrase to me\n Is that these little niggas be lying\n Cause don't nobody wanna die\n But everybody trying to get rich though\n But the fucked thing about that\n These lil' niggas don't how to get rich so\n I still run with those angels\n Man I still P for those angels\n Speaking with guns, sticking in tongues\n Talking that Arabic and that Yiddish\n Riding them trains, stashing them chains, bangles\n Yeah I play for those gangsters\n My tag on the wall, you niggas look up\n You can still see my name yo\n How did I end up where I'm at?\n It's kind of hard to explain yo\n I remember all I wanted was a gold chain and a Kangol\n I remember all I wanted was a gold chain and some Jordans too\n Crossed that bitch, then I got that bitch\n Now all I want from her's an abortion\n My mind filled with distortion\n My eyelids say caution\n Yeah I sold crack to get my soul back\n They say it's gonna cost a fortune\n And I wonder if the lord take debit?\n \"Cause a nigga got real bad credit\n If not I ain't got a whole lot so a nigga like me just can forget it\n"},{"id":29424999,"name":"The Dark (Trinity)","trackName":"The Dark (Trinity)","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"And Then You Shoot Your Cousin","duration":320.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, mountain high and valley low and river winding to the beat\nI have traveled chasing demons screaming all I find I keep\nIf you don't pay like you lay alright okay that's fine with me\nI'ma just spray my heat and say my piece and lay you down to sleep\nAin't nobody tell you clowns to speak\nI'm an AK you down the street\nDraw that bump that's built for the riots see how quiet y'all can keep\nAin't no wilding it ain't no problem\nIt ain't no question it ain't no beef\nCut that check then things are sweet\nI'ma go buy some diamond teeth\nI'll be damned if my setback gonna help you get back on your feet\nNo surrender no retreat\nNigga we out here trying to eat\nHashtag diamond dog tag\nMoney bag, nice swag, pockets need an ice bag\nToe tag, body bag\nNiggas lose their lives sad\nRockets in their flight path\nBreaking bad, make them bad\nChoices out here thinking fast\nSmoking wet and drinking bad\nSoaking wet and sinking fast\nShoot them niggas making cash\nStick them niggas take their stash\nThe law of gravity meets, the law of averages\nAin't no sense in attempting to civilize savages\nEven though I wish I could be spared my embarrassment\nI'm a nigga, other niggas pale in comparison\nWe out in Paris yet but still a nigga perishing\nNo idea how much time's left, fuck trying to cherish it\nA life in times unchecked, now that's American\nInherit the wind, pressure in everything\nThe world ain't ready for someone like me\nAnd life is sex, stress, drama and I'm hookin out 3\nI'd rather O.D. than be the next O.G\nThan fronting for a whore that already chose me\nOne man revolution that's supportin prostitution\nI'm trying pimp the game, where balling don't mean hooping\nAnd riding don't mean cruising\nIt mean keep your bitch-ass moving\nIf you ain't built for bruising, redrum ain't in your blueprint\nIn a jungle made of concrete, every animal Jumanji\nOn Easy-E and PCP, ass-cash or EBT\nHow you monetize pigeons on a power line\nOn a road to the riches every dudes a dollar sign\nI don't mind, I don't mind, long as all the smoke is mine\nAnd the liquor store delivers faster than a Papa Johns\nAnd I heard that def-ass caller money's on the other line\nThe last episode of Good Times is my life\n'Freeze' they say in the streets when the young players\nGet rich or die trying\nBut the funny thing about that phrase to me\nIs that these little niggas be lying\nCause don't nobody wanna die\nBut everybody trying to get rich though\nBut the 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