[{"id":11494139,"name":"Interlude: Obt","trackName":"Interlude: Obt","artistName":"V9","albumName":"Yūdokuna","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"How's your lovelife?\n\nHakz run that bag up\n\nPut my hands in my bag and leave one of us zipped (Bow, bow)\nV9 loco, I'm nuts and shit (I'm nuts)\nGive me a chance of mixin' more rizz\n98 gang, never needs to click (Slatt)\nThese bells ain't slim (No)\nBut they raw (Bow, bow)\nOpp block get robbed, let's go\nBang the mash, let it roar (Bow, bow)\nSplash man up like I'm cuttin' steak\nMy man's in the day with my blade (Splash)\nMan or me, not the same\nI want to see blood and them bits of brains\nDot-dot clickin' like Rob Van Dam\n[?] crash it, or Abz\nGot 'Dam, got slapped in your head like \"damn\"\n\nYoz, what you tellin' me?\n\nLeave him wet like a Ford\nWe want focus, so the yute got bored\nI'm shiggin' my suttin' I want man's zoog\nWhat's flappin' he, what's down on the floor?\nI'm on it yutes, done it and stashed my phone\nJust chat, bare smoke\nNew ---, let me know\n---- down to the rasclart bone\nDon't let me grip it in pain\nGL skkrt the whip, we've been driftin'\nTokyo style, bankai twinnin'\nHop out and ching it, leave man finished\nLeave man red just like jam bits\nSwipin' Dodgy, and Slaps\nNext shot, collapsed like ---\nChest shot, you're on the ground like ----\n\nThey keep hidin', we stay ridin'\nOr BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\nIf I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\nI can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\nTrip up, it's excitin'\nSilver [?] riders (Ching)\n[?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\nWe lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\nThey keep hidin', we stay ridin'\nOr BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\nIf I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\nI can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\nTrip up, it's excitin'\nSilver [?] riders (Ching)\n[?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\nWe lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\n\nDem man talk a good game\nTo me, they run like game\nI ain't cray\nIt was talkin' itch the other day\nRun a man down, give him a chase\nLike I'm forcin' him to drink Henny\nBack or we get shelly\nPress it, you can't take it\nHe won't make it\nCorrect the picture and take it\nAnd he deaf, and it blatant\nIt's kinda outrageous\nThey get bored up and start to write statements\nRide on opps, check shank and papers\nI ain't playin' (No)\nThe metal slap when I spray it\n\nThey keep hidin', we stay ridin'\nOr BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\nIf I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\nI can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\nTrip up, it's excitin'\nSilver [?] riders (Ching)\n[?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\nWe lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\nThey keep hidin', we stay ridin'\nOr BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\nIf I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\nI can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\nTrip up, it's excitin'\nSilver [?] riders (Ching)\n[?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\nWe lie for the kin, I'm slidin'","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 'Interlude: Obt'\n  artist: V9\n  album: Yūdokuna\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  How's your lovelife?\n\n  Hakz run that bag up\n\n  Put my hands in my bag and leave one of us zipped (Bow, bow)\n  V9 loco, I'm nuts and shit (I'm nuts)\n  Give me a chance of mixin' more rizz\n  98 gang, never needs to click (Slatt)\n  These bells ain't slim (No)\n  But they raw (Bow, bow)\n  Opp block get robbed, let's go\n  Bang the mash, let it roar (Bow, bow)\n  Splash man up like I'm cuttin' steak\n  My man's in the day with my blade (Splash)\n  Man or me, not the same\n  I want to see blood and them bits of brains\n  Dot-dot clickin' like Rob Van Dam\n  [?] crash it, or Abz\n  Got 'Dam, got slapped in your head like \"damn\"\n\n  Yoz, what you tellin' me?\n\n  Leave him wet like a Ford\n  We want focus, so the yute got bored\n  I'm shiggin' my suttin' I want man's zoog\n  What's flappin' he, what's down on the floor?\n  I'm on it yutes, done it and stashed my phone\n  Just chat, bare smoke\n  New ---, let me know\n  ---- down to the rasclart bone\n  Don't let me grip it in pain\n  GL skkrt the whip, we've been driftin'\n  Tokyo style, bankai twinnin'\n  Hop out and ching it, leave man finished\n  Leave man red just like jam bits\n  Swipin' Dodgy, and Slaps\n  Next shot, collapsed like ---\n  Chest shot, you're on the ground like ----\n\n  They keep hidin', we stay ridin'\n  Or BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\n  If I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\n  I can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\n  Trip up, it's excitin'\n  Silver [?] riders (Ching)\n  [?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\n  We lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\n  They keep hidin', we stay ridin'\n  Or BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\n  If I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\n  I can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\n  Trip up, it's excitin'\n  Silver [?] riders (Ching)\n  [?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\n  We lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\n\n  Dem man talk a good game\n  To me, they run like game\n  I ain't cray\n  It was talkin' itch the other day\n  Run a man down, give him a chase\n  Like I'm forcin' him to drink Henny\n  Back or we get shelly\n  Press it, you can't take it\n  He won't make it\n  Correct the picture and take it\n  And he deaf, and it blatant\n  It's kinda outrageous\n  They get bored up and start to write statements\n  Ride on opps, check shank and papers\n  I ain't playin' (No)\n  The metal slap when I spray it\n\n  They keep hidin', we stay ridin'\n  Or BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\n  If I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\n  I can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\n  Trip up, it's excitin'\n  Silver [?] riders (Ching)\n  [?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\n  We lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\n  They keep hidin', we stay ridin'\n  Or BT, where they at? Let's find them (Let's go)\n  If I'm holdin' of course I'm firin' (Bow, bow)\n  I can't stand them yutes like a landin' (I can't)\n  Trip up, it's excitin'\n  Silver [?] riders (Ching)\n  [?] gone (Gone), no survivin' (No)\n  We lie for the kin, I'm slidin'\n"}]