[{"id":1661191,"name":"Understand","trackName":"Understand","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"...and then you shoot your cousin","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Never understand\n\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n\nNever understand, never understand\nNever understand\n\nGravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga\nMy body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure\nMy transformation: a caterpillar from crack\nDealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular\nYeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula\nNow put that sucker in a box like Dracula\nI let the devil enter dance\nAn electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand\nDead, ended\nLove is like a harlequin's romance\nLost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands\nIt was a shot of eighth, but I never got away\nDreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly\n\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n\nHoly, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\nI guess that's a prayer for a player like me\nIn my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\nThe sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\nGot me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\nWho only True Religion look better than Levi's\nWho baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\nYou breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\nHallelujah\n'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[??], wash my soul down the sewer\nI count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\nI pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\nOr to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\nSo I can pay for my sins on PayPal\nOr own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.27] Never understand\n[00:11.15] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:13.80] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:16.63] God sees the face of a man\n[00:19.34] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[00:22.06] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:25.69] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:28.38] God sees the face of a man\n[00:30.10] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[00:37.50] Never understand, never understand\n[00:43.66] Never understand\n[00:45.44] Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga\n[00:48.19] My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure\n[00:50.89] My transformation: a caterpillar from crack\n[00:53.53] Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular\n[00:56.20] Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula\n[00:58.96] Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula\n[01:01.69] I let the devil enter dance\n[01:03.47] An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand\n[01:06.19] Dead, ended\n[01:07.04] Love is like a harlequin's romance\n[01:08.80] Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands\n[01:12.51] It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away\n[01:14.39] Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly\n[01:17.91] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:20.62] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:23.30] God sees the face of a man\n[01:26.03] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[01:28.75] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:31.40] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:34.12] God sees the face of a man\n[01:36.82] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[01:41.35] Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\n[01:43.12] I guess that's a prayer for a player like me\n[01:45.86] In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\n[01:48.50] The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\n[01:51.29] Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\n[01:53.95] Who only True Religion look better than Levi's\n[01:56.68] Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\n[01:59.39] You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\n[02:02.15] Hallelujah\n[02:03.04] 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[02:05.74] [??], wash my soul down the sewer\n[02:09.34] I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\n[02:12.95] I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\n[02:15.68] Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\n[02:19.34] So I can pay for my sins on PayPal\n[02:21.21] Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n[02:23.97] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:26.63] See God's face - turn around and run\n[02:29.42] God sees the face of a man\n[02:32.14] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[02:34.86] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:37.57] See God's face - turn around and run\n[02:39.79] God sees the face of a man\n[02:43.38] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[02:46.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Understand\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: '...and then you shoot your cousin'\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Never understand\n  start_ms: 10270\n  end_ms: 11150\n- text: People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n  start_ms: 11150\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: See God's face - turn around and run\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 16630\n- text: God sees the face of a man\n  start_ms: 16630\n  end_ms: 19340\n- text: Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n  start_ms: 19340\n  end_ms: 22060\n- text: People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n  start_ms: 22060\n  end_ms: 25690\n- text: See God's face - 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turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n\nHoly, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\nI guess that's a prayer for a player like me\nIn my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\nThe sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\nGot me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\nWho only True Religion look better than Levi's\nWho baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\nYou breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\nHallelujah\n'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[??], wash my soul down the sewer\nI count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\nI pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\nOr to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\nSo I can pay for my sins on PayPal\nOr own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.27] Never understand\n[00:11.15] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:13.80] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:16.63] God sees the face of a man\n[00:19.34] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[00:22.06] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:25.69] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:28.38] God sees the face of a man\n[00:30.10] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[00:37.50] Never understand, never understand\n[00:43.66] Never understand\n[00:45.44] Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga\n[00:48.19] My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure\n[00:50.89] My transformation: a caterpillar from crack\n[00:53.53] Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular\n[00:56.20] Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula\n[00:58.96] Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula\n[01:01.69] I let the devil enter dance\n[01:03.47] An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand\n[01:06.19] Dead, ended\n[01:07.04] Love is like a harlequin's romance\n[01:08.80] Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands\n[01:12.51] It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away\n[01:14.39] Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly\n[01:17.91] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:20.62] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:23.30] God sees the face of a man\n[01:26.03] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[01:28.75] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:31.40] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:34.12] God sees the face of a man\n[01:36.82] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[01:41.35] Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\n[01:43.12] I guess that's a prayer for a player like me\n[01:45.86] In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\n[01:48.50] The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\n[01:51.29] Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\n[01:53.95] Who only True Religion look better than Levi's\n[01:56.68] Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\n[01:59.39] You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\n[02:02.15] Hallelujah\n[02:03.04] 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[02:05.74] [??], wash my soul down the sewer\n[02:09.34] I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\n[02:12.95] I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\n[02:15.68] Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\n[02:19.34] So I can pay for my sins on PayPal\n[02:21.21] Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n[02:23.97] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:26.63] See God's face - turn around and run\n[02:29.42] God sees the face of a man\n[02:32.14] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[02:34.86] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:37.57] See God's face - turn around and run\n[02:39.79] God sees the face of a man\n[02:43.38] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[02:46.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Understand\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: And Then You Shoot Your Cousin (Explicit)\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Never understand\n  start_ms: 10270\n  end_ms: 11150\n- text: People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n  start_ms: 11150\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: See God's face - turn around and run\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 16630\n- text: God sees the face of a man\n  start_ms: 16630\n  end_ms: 19340\n- text: Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n  start_ms: 19340\n  end_ms: 22060\n- text: People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n  start_ms: 22060\n  end_ms: 25690\n- text: See God's face - 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turn around and run\n[01:23.58] God sees the face of a man\n[01:26.25] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[01:28.85] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:31.87] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:34.72] God sees the face of a man\n[01:37.41] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[01:40.01] Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\n[01:43.44] I guess that's a prayer for a player like me\n[01:46.46] In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\n[01:48.82] The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\n[01:51.82] Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\n[01:54.43] Who only True Religion look better than Levi's\n[01:57.21] Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\n[02:00.27] You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\n[02:02.92] Hallelujah\n[02:04.13] 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[02:06.03] [??], wash my soul down the sewer\n[02:09.08] I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\n[02:14.15] I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\n[02:16.39] Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\n[02:19.44] So I can pay for my sins on PayPal\n[02:22.09] Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n[02:24.67] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:27.48] See God's face - 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turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n\nHoly, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\nI guess that's a prayer for a player like me\nIn my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\nThe sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\nGot me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\nWho only True Religion look better than Levi's\nWho baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\nYou breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\nHallelujah\n'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[??], wash my soul down the sewer\nI count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\nI pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\nOr to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\nSo I can pay for my sins on PayPal\nOr own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - 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turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\nPeople ask for god, 'till the day he comes\nSee God's face - turn around and run\nGod sees the face of a man\nShaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.22] Never understand\n[00:11.55] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:14.43] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:17.22] God sees the face of a man\n[00:19.84] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[00:22.70] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[00:25.50] See God's face - turn around and run\n[00:28.21] God sees the face of a man\n[00:30.62] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[00:37.73] Never understand, never understand\n[00:43.49] Never understand\n[00:45.68] Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga\n[00:48.37] My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure\n[00:51.15] My transformation: a caterpillar from crack\n[00:53.50] Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular\n[00:56.83] Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula\n[00:59.44] Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula\n[01:02.16] I let the devil enter dance\n[01:03.99] An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand\n[01:06.58] Dead, ended\n[01:07.50] Love is like a harlequin's romance\n[01:09.39] Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands\n[01:12.46] It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away\n[01:14.84] Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly\n[01:17.99] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:20.69] See God's face - 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turn around and run\n[01:23.30] God sees the face of a man\n[01:26.03] Shaking his head, says \"he'll never understand\"\n[01:28.75] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[01:31.40] See God's face - turn around and run\n[01:34.12] God sees the face of a man\n[01:36.82] Shaking his head, says \"man'll never understand\"\n[01:41.35] Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea\n[01:43.12] I guess that's a prayer for a player like me\n[01:45.86] In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible\n[01:48.50] The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle\n[01:51.29] Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys\n[01:53.95] Who only True Religion look better than Levi's\n[01:56.68] Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain\n[01:59.39] You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game\n[02:02.15] Hallelujah\n[02:03.04] 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser\n[02:05.74] [??], wash my soul down the sewer\n[02:09.34] I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection\n[02:12.95] I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven\n[02:15.68] Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection\n[02:19.34] So I can pay for my sins on PayPal\n[02:21.21] Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound\n[02:23.97] People ask for god, 'till the day he comes\n[02:26.63] See God's face - 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