[{"id":17419593,"name":"No Fly Zone","trackName":"No Fly Zone","artistName":"Trick Trick","albumName":"No Fly Zone","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\nCould've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\nYeah\nOkay\nWhat up though\nTrick Trick\nNickel\nBlade said what up nigga\nMy city no fly zone guy\nYour clearance papers are waiting to be approved\nHa ha, BMB\nTrick Trick\nOkay\nHey\nI'm just a phone call away\nCome here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\nI created these laws so I enforce 'em\nAll we're coming for is our portion\nThey don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\nWith the face full of Timbs and Air Forces\nGet dead worse than a ho bitch in a foursome\nI treat you like the Catholic church treat an abortion\nWe call it respect, you call it extortion\nThe big dogs out, put the little ones on the porches\nThis ain't my city, nigga this my fortress\nAnd the kings been in corners in the 'Vettes and 4-door Porsches\nWe don't bust guns, we blow torches\nFire from the tip of these bitches for you informants\nCause it's important willing to risk seeing the warden\nOr leaving your kids to be orphans\nGatekeeper\nAnd we rolling, always smoking\nFuck your mama, fuck your hoes\nIf you ain't getting me what I want\nMy niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\nLike aye, we do or die\nCause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\nYou should've made a phone call\nYou would've been alright, alright\nI'm a Rock City boss player\nStrictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\nNow I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\nTo grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\nProduct of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\nNo problem cause I've been balling since '03\nI'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\nI'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\nI took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\nThrough your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\nI set the bar high like the coliseum roof\nAin't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\nOCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\nWe it, we up crew, we it\nWe on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here\nAnd we rolling, always smoking\nFuck your mama, fuck your hoes\nIf you ain't getting me what I want\nMy niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\nLike aye, we do or die\nCause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\nYou should've made a phone call\nYou would've been alright, alright\nAs of here by the people\nDetroit has officially become a no fly zone\nThank you for your cooperation\nFlight 472 has been delayed\nPlease see the representative at the counter for details\n\"it's just a silly little game we play\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.11] \"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\n[00:05.53] Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n[00:10.02] Yeah\n[00:13.63] Okay\n[00:16.31] What up though\n[00:17.24] Trick Trick\n[00:18.18] Nickel\n[00:19.01] Blade said what up nigga\n[00:20.88] My city no fly zone guy\n[00:24.58] Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n[00:28.15] Ha ha, BMB\n[00:29.94] Trick Trick\n[00:30.89] Okay\n[00:31.74] Hey\n[00:32.61] I'm just a phone call away\n[00:34.49] Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n[00:37.15] I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n[00:39.82] All we're coming for is our portion\n[00:41.62] They don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\n[00:44.34] With the face full of Timbs and Air Forces\n[00:47.08] Get dead worse than a ho bitch in a foursome\n[00:49.74] I treat you like the Catholic church treat an abortion\n[00:52.58] We call it respect, you call it extortion\n[00:55.24] The big dogs out, put the little ones on the porches\n[00:57.04] This ain't my city, nigga this my fortress\n[00:59.79] And the kings been in corners in the 'Vettes and 4-door Porsches\n[01:04.30] We don't bust guns, we blow torches\n[01:06.05] Fire from the tip of these bitches for you informants\n[01:08.74] Cause it's important willing to risk seeing the warden\n[01:11.41] Or leaving your kids to be orphans\n[01:13.23] Gatekeeper\n[01:14.16] And we rolling, always smoking\n[01:16.85] Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n[01:19.56] If you ain't getting me what I want\n[01:21.40] My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n[01:25.06] Like aye, we do or die\n[01:26.80] Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n[01:28.69] You should've made a phone call\n[01:31.36] You would've been alright, alright\n[01:34.98] I'm a Rock City boss player\n[01:36.77] Strictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\n[01:40.32] Now I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\n[01:43.02] To grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\n[01:45.77] Product of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\n[01:49.46] No problem cause I've been balling since '03\n[01:51.24] I'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\n[01:53.96] I'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\n[01:56.61] I took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\n[01:58.46] Through your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\n[02:01.18] I set the bar high like the coliseum roof\n[02:03.86] Ain't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\n[02:06.55] OCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\n[02:09.23] We it, we up crew, we it\n[02:11.04] We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n[02:13.70] 'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here\n[02:16.58] And we rolling, always smoking\n[02:21.04] Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n[02:22.89] If you ain't getting me what I want\n[02:24.63] My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n[02:27.38] Like aye, we do or die\n[02:30.01] Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n[02:31.86] You should've made a phone call\n[02:34.55] You would've been alright, alright\n[02:39.06] As of here by the people\n[02:40.83] Detroit has officially become a no fly zone\n[02:45.45] Thank you for your cooperation\n[02:48.13] Flight 472 has been delayed\n[02:51.72] Please see the representative at the counter for details\n[02:57.14] \"it's just a silly little game we play\"\n[02:58.90] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Fly Zone\n  artist: Trick Trick\n  album: No Fly Zone\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade'\n  start_ms: 110\n  end_ms: 5530\n- text: Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n  start_ms: 5530\n  end_ms: 10020\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 10020\n  end_ms: 13630\n- text: Okay\n  start_ms: 13630\n  end_ms: 16310\n- text: What up though\n  start_ms: 16310\n  end_ms: 17240\n- text: Trick Trick\n  start_ms: 17240\n  end_ms: 18180\n- text: Nickel\n  start_ms: 18180\n  end_ms: 19010\n- text: Blade said what up nigga\n  start_ms: 19010\n  end_ms: 20880\n- text: My city no fly zone guy\n  start_ms: 20880\n  end_ms: 24580\n- text: Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n  start_ms: 24580\n  end_ms: 28150\n- text: Ha ha, BMB\n  start_ms: 28150\n  end_ms: 29940\n- text: Trick Trick\n  start_ms: 29940\n  end_ms: 30890\n- text: Okay\n  start_ms: 30890\n  end_ms: 31740\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 31740\n  end_ms: 32610\n- text: I'm just a phone call away\n  start_ms: 32610\n  end_ms: 34490\n- text: Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n  start_ms: 34490\n  end_ms: 37150\n- text: I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n  start_ms: 37150\n  end_ms: 39820\n- text: All we're coming for is our portion\n  start_ms: 39820\n  end_ms: 41620\n- text: They don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\n  start_ms: 41620\n  end_ms: 44340\n- text: With the face full of Timbs and 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We it, we up crew, we it\n  start_ms: 129230\n  end_ms: 131040\n- text: We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n  start_ms: 131040\n  end_ms: 133700\n- text: '''Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here'\n  start_ms: 133700\n  end_ms: 136580\n- text: And we rolling, always smoking\n  start_ms: 136580\n  end_ms: 141040\n- text: Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n  start_ms: 141040\n  end_ms: 142890\n- text: If you ain't getting me what I want\n  start_ms: 142890\n  end_ms: 144630\n- text: My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n  start_ms: 144630\n  end_ms: 147380\n- text: Like aye, we do or die\n  start_ms: 147380\n  end_ms: 150010\n- text: Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n  start_ms: 150010\n  end_ms: 151860\n- text: You should've made a phone call\n  start_ms: 151860\n  end_ms: 154550\n- text: You would've been alright, alright\n  start_ms: 154550\n  end_ms: 159060\n- text: As of here by the people\n  start_ms: 159060\n  end_ms: 160830\n- text: Detroit has officially become a no fly zone\n  start_ms: 160830\n  end_ms: 165450\n- text: Thank you for your cooperation\n  start_ms: 165450\n  end_ms: 168130\n- text: Flight 472 has been delayed\n  start_ms: 168130\n  end_ms: 171720\n- text: Please see the representative at the counter for details\n  start_ms: 171720\n  end_ms: 177140\n- text: '\"it''s just a silly little game we play\"'\n  start_ms: 177140\n  end_ms: 178900\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 178900\nplain: |-\n  \"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\n  Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n  Yeah\n  Okay\n  What up though\n  Trick Trick\n  Nickel\n  Blade said what up nigga\n  My city no fly zone guy\n  Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n  Ha ha, BMB\n  Trick Trick\n  Okay\n  Hey\n  I'm just a phone call away\n  Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n  I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n  All we're coming for is our portion\n  They don't wanna 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gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\nI set the bar high like the coliseum roof\nAin't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\nOCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\nWe it, we up crew, we it\nWe on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here [*telephone rings*]\n\nAs of here by the people\nDetroit has officially become a no fly zone\nThank you for your cooperation\nFlight 472 has been delayed\nPlease see the representative at the counter for details\n\n\"it's just a silly little game we play\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.93] \"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\n[00:05.57] Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n[00:10.06] Yeah\n[00:13.65] Okay\n[00:16.33] What up though\n[00:17.25] Trick Trick\n[00:18.24] Nickel\n[00:19.10] Blade said what up nigga\n[00:20.96] My city no fly zone guy\n[00:24.57] Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n[00:28.11] Ha ha, BMB\n[00:29.98] Trick Trick\n[00:30.85] Okay\n[00:31.71] Hey\n[00:32.63] I'm just a phone call away\n[00:34.51] Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n[00:37.27] I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n[00:39.99] All we're coming for is our portion\n[00:42.69] They don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\n[00:44.49] With the face full of Timbs and Air Forces\n[00:47.12] Get dead worse than a ho bitch in a foursome\n[00:49.83] I treat you like the Catholic church treat an abortion\n[00:52.68] We call it respect, you call it extortion\n[00:55.35] The big dogs out, put the little ones on the porches\n[00:58.04] This ain't my city, nigga this my fortress\n[01:00.70] And the kings been in corners in the 'Vettes and 4-door Porsches\n[01:03.49] We don't bust guns, we blow torches\n[01:06.12] Fire from the tip of these bitches for you informants\n[01:08.88] Cause it's important willing to risk seeing the warden\n[01:11.55] Or leaving your kids to be orphans\n[01:14.32] Gatekeeper\n[01:15.22] And we rolling, always smoking\n[01:17.02] Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n[01:19.79] If you ain't getting me what I want\n[01:21.57] My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n[01:25.15] Like aye, we do or die\n[01:26.94] Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n[01:27.81] You should've made a phone call\n[01:31.55] You would've been alright, alright\n[01:35.10] I'm a Rock City boss player\n[01:36.98] Strictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\n[01:40.56] Now I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\n[01:43.28] To grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\n[01:45.94] Product of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\n[01:48.78] No problem cause I've been balling since '03\n[01:51.42] I'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\n[01:54.15] I'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\n[01:56.86] I took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\n[01:58.61] Through your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\n[02:02.25] I set the bar high like the coliseum roof\n[02:04.05] Ain't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\n[02:06.73] OCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\n[02:09.58] We it, we up crew, we it\n[02:11.34] We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n[02:14.09] 'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here [*telephone rings*]\n[02:16.72] As of here by the people\n[02:41.14] Detroit has officially become a no fly zone\n[02:44.78] Thank you for your cooperation\n[02:48.35] Flight 472 has been delayed\n[02:52.03] Please see the representative at the counter for details\n[02:53.83] \"it's just a silly little game we play\"\n[03:00.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Fly Zone\n  artist: Trick Trick, Royce 5'9 & K. 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87810\n- text: You should've made a phone call\n  start_ms: 87810\n  end_ms: 91550\n- text: You would've been alright, alright\n  start_ms: 91550\n  end_ms: 95100\n- text: I'm a Rock City boss player\n  start_ms: 95100\n  end_ms: 96980\n- text: Strictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\n  start_ms: 96980\n  end_ms: 100560\n- text: Now I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\n  start_ms: 100560\n  end_ms: 103280\n- text: To grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\n  start_ms: 103280\n  end_ms: 105940\n- text: Product of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\n  start_ms: 105940\n  end_ms: 108780\n- text: No problem cause I've been balling since '03\n  start_ms: 108780\n  end_ms: 111420\n- text: I'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\n  start_ms: 111420\n  end_ms: 114150\n- text: I'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\n  start_ms: 114150\n  end_ms: 116860\n- text: I took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\n  start_ms: 116860\n  end_ms: 118610\n- text: Through your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\n  start_ms: 118610\n  end_ms: 122250\n- text: I set the bar high like the coliseum roof\n  start_ms: 122250\n  end_ms: 124050\n- text: Ain't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\n  start_ms: 124050\n  end_ms: 126730\n- text: OCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\n  start_ms: 126730\n  end_ms: 129580\n- text: We it, we up crew, we it\n  start_ms: 129580\n  end_ms: 131340\n- text: We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n  start_ms: 131340\n  end_ms: 134090\n- text: '''Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here [*telephone rings*]'\n  start_ms: 134090\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: As of here by the people\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 161140\n- text: Detroit has officially become a no fly zone\n  start_ms: 161140\n  end_ms: 164780\n- text: Thank you for your cooperation\n  start_ms: 164780\n  end_ms: 168350\n- text: Flight 472 has been delayed\n  start_ms: 168350\n  end_ms: 172030\n- text: Please see the representative at the counter for details\n  start_ms: 172030\n  end_ms: 173830\n- text: '\"it''s just a silly little game we play\"'\n  start_ms: 173830\n  end_ms: 180180\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 180180\nplain: |-\n  \"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\n  Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n\n  Yeah\n  Okay\n  What up though\n  Trick Trick\n  Nickel\n  Blade said what up nigga\n  My city no fly zone guy\n  Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n  Ha ha, BMB\n  Trick Trick\n  Okay\n  Hey\n\n  I'm just a phone call away\n  Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n  I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n  All we're coming for is our portion\n  They don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\n  With the face full of Timbs and Air Forces\n  Get dead worse than a ho bitch in a foursome\n  I treat you like the 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city, nigga this my fortress\n[00:59.79] And the kings been in corners in the 'Vettes and 4-door Porsches\n[01:04.30] We don't bust guns, we blow torches\n[01:06.05] Fire from the tip of these bitches for you informants\n[01:08.74] Cause it's important willing to risk seeing the warden\n[01:11.41] Or leaving your kids to be orphans\n[01:13.23] Gatekeeper\n[01:14.16] And we rolling, always smoking\n[01:16.85] Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n[01:19.56] If you ain't getting me what I want\n[01:21.40] My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n[01:25.06] Like aye, we do or die\n[01:26.80] Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n[01:28.69] You should've made a phone call\n[01:31.36] You would've been alright, alright\n[01:34.98] I'm a Rock City boss player\n[01:36.77] Strictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\n[01:40.32] Now I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\n[01:43.02] To grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\n[01:45.77] Product of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\n[01:49.46] No problem cause I've been balling since '03\n[01:51.24] I'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\n[01:53.96] I'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\n[01:56.61] I took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\n[01:58.46] Through your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\n[02:01.18] I set the bar high like the coliseum roof\n[02:03.86] Ain't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\n[02:06.55] OCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\n[02:09.23] We it, we up crew, we it\n[02:11.04] We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n[02:13.70] 'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here\n[02:16.58] And we rolling, always smoking\n[02:21.04] Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n[02:22.89] If you ain't getting me what I want\n[02:24.63] My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n[02:27.38] Like aye, we do or die\n[02:30.01] Cause this is 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text: ''\n  start_ms: 178900\nplain: |-\n  \"But how much longer must we share in the masquerade\n  Could've known it's just a silly little game we play\"\n  Yeah\n  Okay\n  What up though\n  Trick Trick\n  Nickel\n  Blade said what up nigga\n  My city no fly zone guy\n  Your clearance papers are waiting to be approved\n  Ha ha, BMB\n  Trick Trick\n  Okay\n  Hey\n  I'm just a phone call away\n  Come here without permission I won't hear shit you gotta say nigga\n  I created these laws so I enforce 'em\n  All we're coming for is our portion\n  They don't wanna do what we tell 'em so we force 'em\n  With the face full of Timbs and Air Forces\n  Get dead worse than a ho bitch in a foursome\n  I treat you like the Catholic church treat an abortion\n  We call it respect, you call it extortion\n  The big dogs out, put the little ones on the porches\n  This ain't my city, nigga this my fortress\n  And the kings been in corners in the 'Vettes and 4-door Porsches\n  We don't bust guns, we blow torches\n  Fire from the tip of these bitches for you informants\n  Cause it's important willing to risk seeing the warden\n  Or leaving your kids to be orphans\n  Gatekeeper\n  And we rolling, always smoking\n  Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n  If you ain't getting me what I want\n  My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n  Like aye, we do or die\n  Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n  You should've made a phone call\n  You would've been alright, alright\n  I'm a Rock City boss player\n  Strictly sportswear chain wearer from the Northland Fairlane era\n  Now I'm just an OG, tell the crew to proceed\n  To grow weed with no seeds then then go pick up the proceeds\n  Product of no sleep, started the car then bought up the whole fleet\n  No problem cause I've been balling since '03\n  I'm impregnating my bitch left from right, her belly been showing\n  I'm high off life, they're like, \"yeah, I bet he been stoned\"\n  I took the shoes off the whip, now I'm tip-toeing\n  Through your hood with gold feet, you can call me Freddy Flintstone\n  I set the bar high like the coliseum roof\n  Ain't no I in team man no U in Trick, Hex, Blade\n  OCB, me, and Proof, nigga we the we it crew\n  We it, we up crew, we it\n  We on that Michigan state bitch, D Smith\n  'Fore your plane hit the runway we better hear these here\n  And we rolling, always smoking\n  Fuck your mama, fuck your hoes\n  If you ain't getting me what I want\n  My niggas hide in bandannas and sneak up on you\n  Like aye, we do or die\n  Cause this is no fly zone, call it a suicide\n  You should've made a phone call\n  You would've been alright, alright\n  As of here by the people\n  Detroit has officially become a no fly zone\n  Thank you for your cooperation\n  Flight 472 has been delayed\n  Please see the representative at the counter for details\n  \"it's just a silly little game we play\"\n"}]