[{"id":14806468,"name":"Might Be Wrong (Audio) ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo, eeeeeeee","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (Audio) ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo, eeeeeeee","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Might Be Wrong (Audio) ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo, eeeeeeee","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.10] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.67] We might be right this time\n[00:11.07] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.08] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.55] So for my life\n[00:34.61] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.04] So fucking nice\n[00:45.51] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.07] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.49] We might be right this time\n[01:54.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.39] I sacrificed\n[02:06.62] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.05] So fucking nice\n[02:31.24] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.70] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.39] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.18] I sacrificed\n[03:27.65] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.41] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.92] So fucking nice\n[03:53.09] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (Audio) ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo, eeeeeeee\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Might Be Wrong (Audio) ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo, eeeeeeee\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 100\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 11070\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11070\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23080\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23080\n  end_ms: 28550\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28550\n  end_ms: 34610\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34610\n  end_ms: 40040\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40040\n  end_ms: 45510\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45510\n  end_ms: 92070\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92070\n  end_ms: 108490\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108490\n  end_ms: 114890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114890\n  end_ms: 120390\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120390\n  end_ms: 126620\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126620\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 151240\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151240\n  end_ms: 175700\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175700\n  end_ms: 190390\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190390\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202180\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202180\n  end_ms: 207650\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207650\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219410\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219410\n  end_ms: 224920\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224920\n  end_ms: 233090\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233090\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":1608382,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime ’06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I might be wrong, might be guilty\nYou might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system\nIs justifying crimes against our kind\nJustice is supposed to be blind\nBut continue to cross color lines\nHands up, don't shoot, shot\nStand your ground?\nBlacks don't own no ground to stand on\nSo we stand on our words\nBlack and hooded is the official probable cause\nFor cops to keep weapons drawn\nI can't breathe through the choke-holds and gun smoke\nThese realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men\nOf the dangers outside their doors\nSlain in society by sworn protectors\nRejected by their peers, grand juries full of friends\nNo charges brought against them\nThey kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us, damn, cuz\nIt don't even matter, you can start from the beginning\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime ’06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  I might be wrong, might be guilty\n  You might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system\n  Is justifying crimes against our kind\n  Justice is supposed to be blind\n  But continue to cross color lines\n  Hands up, don't shoot, shot\n  Stand your ground?\n  Blacks don't own no ground to stand on\n  So we stand on our words\n  Black and hooded is the official probable cause\n  For cops to keep weapons drawn\n  I can't breathe through the choke-holds and gun smoke\n  These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men\n  Of the dangers outside their doors\n  Slain in society by sworn protectors\n  Rejected by their peers, grand juries full of friends\n  No charges brought against them\n  They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us, damn, cuz\n  It don't even matter, you can start from the beginning\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":1608381,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Best Track","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Best Track\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":14821135,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06 (Segment 2)","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06 (Segment 2)\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":24873356,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":237.790998,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 237791\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":15601482,"name":"Might Be Wrong (ft eeeeeeee)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (ft eeeeeeee)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06 CD2 (Clean)","duration":239.908571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (ft eeeeeeee)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06 CD2 (Clean)\n  duration_ms: 239909\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":13146250,"name":"Might Be Wrong (Feat. Genno & Eeeeeeee)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (Feat. Genno & Eeeeeeee)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":239.94932,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (Feat. Genno & Eeeeeeee)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 239949\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":9529569,"name":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":2817785,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples, Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples, Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":37959705,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples Feat. GeNNo, eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples Feat. GeNNo, eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":4278171,"name":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime ’06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.60] We might be right this time\n[00:11.00] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.46] I sacrificed\n[00:23.03] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.56] So for my life\n[00:34.62] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.05] So fucking nice\n[00:45.55] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.08] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.47] We might be right this time\n[01:54.86] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.37] I sacrificed\n[02:06.66] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.12] So for my life\n[02:17.61] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:23.96] So fucking nice\n[02:31.25] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.78] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.35] We might be right this time\n[03:15.79] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.12] I sacrificed\n[03:27.68] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.03] So for my life\n[03:39.48] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.95] So fucking nice\n[03:53.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime ’06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 180\n  end_ms: 4600\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4600\n  end_ms: 11000\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11000\n  end_ms: 16460\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16460\n  end_ms: 23030\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23030\n  end_ms: 28560\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28560\n  end_ms: 34620\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34620\n  end_ms: 40050\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40050\n  end_ms: 45550\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45550\n  end_ms: 92080\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92080\n  end_ms: 108470\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108470\n  end_ms: 114860\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114860\n  end_ms: 120370\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120370\n  end_ms: 126660\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126660\n  end_ms: 132120\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132120\n  end_ms: 137610\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137610\n  end_ms: 143960\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 143960\n  end_ms: 151250\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151250\n  end_ms: 175780\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175780\n  end_ms: 190350\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190350\n  end_ms: 195790\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195790\n  end_ms: 202120\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202120\n  end_ms: 207680\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207680\n  end_ms: 213030\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213030\n  end_ms: 219480\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219480\n  end_ms: 224950\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224950\n  end_ms: 233030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233030\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":10587164,"name":"Might Be Wrong Feat. Haneef Talib, eeeeeeee","trackName":"Might Be Wrong Feat. Haneef Talib, eeeeeeee","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong Feat. Haneef Talib, eeeeeeee\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":5402022,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Staples, Vince feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime ’06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Staples, Vince feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime ’06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":2817786,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime ’06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.65] We might be right this time\n[00:11.06] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.06] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.58] So for my life\n[00:34.66] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.06] So fucking nice\n[00:45.53] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.04] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.40] We might be right this time\n[01:54.88] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.34] I sacrificed\n[02:06.69] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.01] So fucking nice\n[02:31.26] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.75] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.36] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:27.63] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.44] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.90] So fucking nice\n[03:53.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime ’06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 160\n  end_ms: 4650\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4650\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23060\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23060\n  end_ms: 28580\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28580\n  end_ms: 34660\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34660\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 45530\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45530\n  end_ms: 92040\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92040\n  end_ms: 108400\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108400\n  end_ms: 114880\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114880\n  end_ms: 120340\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120340\n  end_ms: 126690\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126690\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144010\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144010\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 190360\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190360\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 207630\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207630\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 224900\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224900\n  end_ms: 233000\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":11217773,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime ’06","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nIt don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib & eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime ’06\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities drift and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  It don't even matter. You can start from the beginning...\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in ironwood\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":16763081,"name":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":239.94932,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.10] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.67] We might be right this time\n[00:11.07] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.08] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.55] So for my life\n[00:34.61] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.04] So fucking nice\n[00:45.51] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.07] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.49] We might be right this time\n[01:54.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.39] I sacrificed\n[02:06.62] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.05] So fucking nice\n[02:31.24] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.70] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.39] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.18] I sacrificed\n[03:27.65] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.41] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.92] So fucking nice\n[03:53.09] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 239949\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 100\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 11070\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11070\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23080\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23080\n  end_ms: 28550\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28550\n  end_ms: 34610\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34610\n  end_ms: 40040\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40040\n  end_ms: 45510\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45510\n  end_ms: 92070\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92070\n  end_ms: 108490\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108490\n  end_ms: 114890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114890\n  end_ms: 120390\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120390\n  end_ms: 126620\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126620\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 151240\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151240\n  end_ms: 175700\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175700\n  end_ms: 190390\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190390\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202180\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202180\n  end_ms: 207650\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207650\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219410\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219410\n  end_ms: 224920\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224920\n  end_ms: 233090\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233090\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":2656592,"name":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.50] We might be right this time\n[00:11.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:17.26] I sacrificed\n[00:23.54] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.99] So for my life\n[00:35.29] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:38.83] So fucking nice\n[00:50.50] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:44.76] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:50.19] We might be right this time\n[01:55.57] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.99] I sacrificed\n[02:07.24] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:13.50] So for my life\n[02:18.91] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.49] So fucking nice\n[02:35.21] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[03:05.92] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.30] We might be right this time\n[03:16.73] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:28.40] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.82] So for my life\n[03:40.12] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:45.55] So fucking nice\n[03:51.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 4500\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4500\n  end_ms: 11890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11890\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 35290\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 35290\n  end_ms: 38830\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 38830\n  end_ms: 50500\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 50500\n  end_ms: 104760\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 104760\n  end_ms: 110190\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 110190\n  end_ms: 115570\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 115570\n  end_ms: 120990\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120990\n  end_ms: 127240\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 127240\n  end_ms: 133500\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 133500\n  end_ms: 138910\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 138910\n  end_ms: 144490\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144490\n  end_ms: 155210\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 155210\n  end_ms: 185920\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 185920\n  end_ms: 190300\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190300\n  end_ms: 196730\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 196730\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 208400\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 208400\n  end_ms: 213820\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213820\n  end_ms: 220120\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 220120\n  end_ms: 225550\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 225550\n  end_ms: 231820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 231820\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":33067004,"name":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka Genno & Eeeeeeee)","trackName":"Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka Genno & Eeeeeeee)","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06 (CD 2)","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.50] We might be right this time\n[00:11.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:17.26] I sacrificed\n[00:23.54] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.99] So for my life\n[00:35.29] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:38.83] So fucking nice\n[00:50.50] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:44.76] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:50.19] We might be right this time\n[01:55.57] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.99] I sacrificed\n[02:07.24] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:13.50] So for my life\n[02:18.91] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.49] So fucking nice\n[02:35.21] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[03:05.92] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.30] We might be right this time\n[03:16.73] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:28.40] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.82] So for my life\n[03:40.12] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:45.55] So fucking nice\n[03:51.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong (feat. Haneef Talib aka Genno & Eeeeeeee)\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06 (CD 2)\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 4500\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4500\n  end_ms: 11890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11890\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 35290\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 35290\n  end_ms: 38830\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 38830\n  end_ms: 50500\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 50500\n  end_ms: 104760\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 104760\n  end_ms: 110190\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 110190\n  end_ms: 115570\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 115570\n  end_ms: 120990\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120990\n  end_ms: 127240\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 127240\n  end_ms: 133500\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 133500\n  end_ms: 138910\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 138910\n  end_ms: 144490\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144490\n  end_ms: 155210\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 155210\n  end_ms: 185920\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 185920\n  end_ms: 190300\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190300\n  end_ms: 196730\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 196730\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 208400\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 208400\n  end_ms: 213820\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213820\n  end_ms: 220120\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 220120\n  end_ms: 225550\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 225550\n  end_ms: 231820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 231820\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":13039477,"name":"Might Be Wrong [Ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee]","trackName":"Might Be Wrong [Ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee]","artistName":"Vince Staples","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0014592,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.10] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.67] We might be right this time\n[00:11.07] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:16.41] I sacrificed\n[00:23.08] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.55] So for my life\n[00:34.61] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:40.04] So fucking nice\n[00:45.51] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:32.07] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:48.49] We might be right this time\n[01:54.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.39] I sacrificed\n[02:06.62] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:12.13] So for my life\n[02:17.69] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.05] So fucking nice\n[02:31.24] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[02:55.70] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.39] We might be right this time\n[03:15.72] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.18] I sacrificed\n[03:27.65] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.02] So for my life\n[03:39.41] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:44.92] So fucking nice\n[03:53.09] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong [Ft. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee]\n  artist: Vince Staples\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240001\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 100\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 11070\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11070\n  end_ms: 16410\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 16410\n  end_ms: 23080\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23080\n  end_ms: 28550\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28550\n  end_ms: 34610\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 34610\n  end_ms: 40040\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 40040\n  end_ms: 45510\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 45510\n  end_ms: 92070\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 92070\n  end_ms: 108490\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 108490\n  end_ms: 114890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 114890\n  end_ms: 120390\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120390\n  end_ms: 126620\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 126620\n  end_ms: 132130\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 132130\n  end_ms: 137690\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 137690\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 151240\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 151240\n  end_ms: 175700\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 175700\n  end_ms: 190390\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190390\n  end_ms: 195720\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 195720\n  end_ms: 202180\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202180\n  end_ms: 207650\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 207650\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 219410\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 219410\n  end_ms: 224920\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 224920\n  end_ms: 233090\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233090\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"},{"id":781020,"name":"Might Be Wrong","trackName":"Might Be Wrong","artistName":"Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee","albumName":"Summertime '06","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nSpeaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice\n\nThey searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\nWe might be wrong, might be guilty\nWe might be right this time\nYou tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\nI sacrificed\nDie to the world, I took the money\nSo for my life\nCan't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\nSo fucking nice","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[00:04.50] We might be right this time\n[00:11.89] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[00:17.26] I sacrificed\n[00:23.54] Die to the world, I took the money\n[00:28.99] So for my life\n[00:35.29] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[00:38.83] So fucking nice\n[00:50.50] Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n[01:44.76] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[01:50.19] We might be right this time\n[01:55.57] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[02:00.99] I sacrificed\n[02:07.24] Die to the world, I took the money\n[02:13.50] So for my life\n[02:18.91] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[02:24.49] So fucking nice\n[02:35.21] They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n[03:05.92] We might be wrong, might be guilty\n[03:10.30] We might be right this time\n[03:16.73] You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n[03:22.15] I sacrificed\n[03:28.40] Die to the world, I took the money\n[03:33.82] So for my life\n[03:40.12] Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n[03:45.55] So fucking nice\n[03:51.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Might Be Wrong\n  artist: Vince Staples feat. Haneef Talib aka GeNNo & eeeeeeee\n  album: Summertime '06\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 4500\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 4500\n  end_ms: 11890\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 11890\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 35290\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 35290\n  end_ms: 38830\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 38830\n  end_ms: 50500\n- text: Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n  start_ms: 50500\n  end_ms: 104760\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 104760\n  end_ms: 110190\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 110190\n  end_ms: 115570\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 115570\n  end_ms: 120990\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 120990\n  end_ms: 127240\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 127240\n  end_ms: 133500\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 133500\n  end_ms: 138910\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 138910\n  end_ms: 144490\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 144490\n  end_ms: 155210\n- text: They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n  start_ms: 155210\n  end_ms: 185920\n- text: We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  start_ms: 185920\n  end_ms: 190300\n- text: We might be right this time\n  start_ms: 190300\n  end_ms: 196730\n- text: You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  start_ms: 196730\n  end_ms: 202150\n- text: I sacrificed\n  start_ms: 202150\n  end_ms: 208400\n- text: Die to the world, I took the money\n  start_ms: 208400\n  end_ms: 213820\n- text: So for my life\n  start_ms: 213820\n  end_ms: 220120\n- text: Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  start_ms: 220120\n  end_ms: 225550\n- text: So fucking nice\n  start_ms: 225550\n  end_ms: 231820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 231820\nplain: |-\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  Speaking on the unjust way the justice system is justifying crimes against our kind. Justice is supposed to be blind, but continue to cross color lines. Hands up, don't shoot. Shot. Stand your ground. Blacks don't own no ground to stand on so we stand on our words. Black and hooded is the official probable cause for cops to keep weapons on. I can't breathe through the chokeholds and gun smoke. These realities [?] and appear to inform black boys and men of the dangers outside their doors. Slain in society by sworn protectors. Protected by their peers, grand juries full of friends. No charges brought against them. They kill and arrest us, transgress and oppress us. Damn, cuz\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n\n  They searching, they searching cells. Hold on cuz, (Oh it's the-) there's police in this motherfucker, you ain't hear them? You ain't hear the alarms? Three, four, five... six, seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven. Another day in our block\n\n  We might be wrong, might be guilty\n  We might be right this time\n  You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me\n  I sacrificed\n  Die to the world, I took the money\n  So for my life\n  Can't sleep at night, you shoulda seen the crib though\n  So fucking nice\n"}]