[{"id":11137848,"name":"Duel to the Death","trackName":"Duel to the Death","artistName":"Vinnie Paz","albumName":"God of the Serengeti","duration":230.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Can't nobody fuck around with VP\nOr else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\nY'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\nCause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\nAnybody brave enough to come against me\nGonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\nHow dare you ever in your life walk past me\nWithout acknowledging this man as G-O-D\nI always been here, always been deranged focus\nThe heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\nHard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\nBust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\nStay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\nI was always smoking wakata with poppy people\nI ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\nRead the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n\nThis is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\nStay real, because the sun can't chill\nM-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\nVinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n\nI'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\nBefore the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\nKeep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\nWhere the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\nGet it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\nI'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n\nI got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\nPerfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\nI got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\nFor a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\nAnd when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\nWhat you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\nInfamous, yeah, we celebrate life\nPour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\nWhen they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\nLeave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n\nLet me start from the beginning at the top of the list\nFirst off, nobody can do it like this\nNo matter how hard you try, hard you go\nNo matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\nCan't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\nI'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\nGatherings at venues is jam-packed\nFuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\nTryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\nTryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\nThe most thuggish, the most ruggish\nThe most AKAs you heard of is\nBandanna, banana clip, RIP\nI can't help it, my career don't cease\nMy name don't wear out, I go on forever\nThat other shit a passing fad, it won't ever","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.63] Can't nobody fuck around with VP\n[00:14.42] Or else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\n[00:18.04] Y'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\n[00:20.80] Cause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\n[00:23.50] Anybody brave enough to come against me\n[00:26.21] Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\n[00:29.82] How dare you ever in your life walk past me\n[00:32.53] Without acknowledging this man as G-O-D\n[00:35.29] I always been here, always been deranged focus\n[00:38.88] The heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\n[00:41.57] Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\n[00:44.25] Bust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\n[00:47.80] Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\n[00:50.53] I was always smoking wakata with poppy people\n[00:54.14] I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\n[00:56.96] Read the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n[00:59.69] This is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\n[01:02.38] Stay real, because the sun can't chill\n[01:05.00] M-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\n[01:08.69] Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n[01:23.16] I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\n[01:26.74] Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\n[01:29.49] Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\n[01:32.19] Where the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\n[01:35.73] Get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\n[01:38.50] I'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n[01:41.26] I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\n[01:43.99] Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\n[01:47.57] I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\n[01:50.29] For a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\n[01:52.94] And when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\n[01:56.50] What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\n[01:59.21] Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n[02:01.99] Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n[02:04.61] When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n[02:07.32] Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n[02:35.00] Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n[02:37.73] First off, nobody can do it like this\n[02:40.46] No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n[02:44.00] No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n[02:46.72] Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n[02:49.42] I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n[02:52.15] Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n[02:55.72] Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n[02:58.46] Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n[03:01.10] Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\n[03:04.79] The most thuggish, the most ruggish\n[03:07.55] The most AKAs you heard of is\n[03:10.28] Bandanna, banana clip, RIP\n[03:13.89] I can't help it, my career don't cease\n[03:16.55] My name don't wear out, I go on forever\n[03:19.24] That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever\n[03:25.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Duel to the Death\n artist: Vinnie Paz\n album: God of the Serengeti\n duration_ms: 230000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Can't nobody fuck around with VP\n start_ms: 12630\n end_ms: 14420\n- text: Or else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\n start_ms: 14420\n end_ms: 18040\n- text: Y'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\n start_ms: 18040\n end_ms: 20800\n- text: Cause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\n start_ms: 20800\n end_ms: 23500\n- text: Anybody brave enough to come against me\n start_ms: 23500\n end_ms: 26210\n- text: Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\n start_ms: 26210\n end_ms: 29820\n- text: How dare you ever in your life walk past me\n start_ms: 29820\n end_ms: 32530\n- text: Without acknowledging this man as G-O-D\n start_ms: 32530\n end_ms: 35290\n- text: I always been here, always been deranged focus\n start_ms: 35290\n end_ms: 38880\n- text: The heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\n start_ms: 38880\n end_ms: 41570\n- text: Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\n start_ms: 41570\n end_ms: 44250\n- text: Bust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\n start_ms: 44250\n end_ms: 47800\n- text: Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\n start_ms: 47800\n end_ms: 50530\n- text: I was always smoking wakata with poppy people\n start_ms: 50530\n end_ms: 54140\n- text: I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\n start_ms: 54140\n end_ms: 56960\n- text: Read the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n start_ms: 56960\n end_ms: 59690\n- text: This is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\n start_ms: 59690\n end_ms: 62380\n- text: Stay real, because the sun can't chill\n start_ms: 62380\n end_ms: 65000\n- text: M-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\n start_ms: 65000\n end_ms: 68690\n- text: Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n start_ms: 68690\n end_ms: 83160\n- text: I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\n start_ms: 83160\n end_ms: 86740\n- text: Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\n start_ms: 86740\n end_ms: 89490\n- text: Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\n start_ms: 89490\n end_ms: 92190\n- text: Where the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\n start_ms: 92190\n end_ms: 95730\n- text: Get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\n start_ms: 95730\n end_ms: 98500\n- text: I'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n start_ms: 98500\n end_ms: 101260\n- text: I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\n start_ms: 101260\n end_ms: 103990\n- text: Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\n start_ms: 103990\n end_ms: 107570\n- text: I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\n start_ms: 107570\n end_ms: 110290\n- text: For a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\n start_ms: 110290\n end_ms: 112940\n- text: And when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\n start_ms: 112940\n end_ms: 116500\n- text: What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\n start_ms: 116500\n end_ms: 119210\n- text: Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n start_ms: 119210\n end_ms: 121990\n- text: Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n start_ms: 121990\n end_ms: 124610\n- text: When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n start_ms: 124610\n end_ms: 127320\n- text: Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n start_ms: 127320\n end_ms: 155000\n- text: Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n start_ms: 155000\n end_ms: 157730\n- text: First off, nobody can do it like this\n start_ms: 157730\n end_ms: 160460\n- text: No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n start_ms: 160460\n end_ms: 164000\n- text: No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n start_ms: 164000\n end_ms: 166720\n- text: Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n start_ms: 166720\n end_ms: 169420\n- text: I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n start_ms: 169420\n end_ms: 172150\n- text: Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n start_ms: 172150\n end_ms: 175720\n- text: Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n start_ms: 175720\n end_ms: 178460\n- text: Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n start_ms: 178460\n end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tryna stop my life? 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You made of bullshit\n Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n\n Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n First off, nobody can do it like this\n No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\n The most thuggish, the most ruggish\n The most AKAs you heard of is\n Bandanna, banana clip, RIP\n I can't help it, my career don't cease\n My name don't wear out, I go on forever\n That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever\n"},{"id":27695976,"name":"Duel To The Death","trackName":"Duel To The Death","artistName":"Vinnie Paz","albumName":"Flawless Victory","duration":245.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Can't nobody fuck around with VP\nOr else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\nY'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\nCause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\nAnybody brave enough to come against me\nGonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\nHow dare you ever in your life walk past me\nWithout acknowledging this man as G-O-D\nI always been here, always been deranged focus\nThe heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\nHard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\nBust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\nStay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\nI was always smoking wakata with poppy people\nI ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\nRead the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n\nThis is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\nStay real, because the sun can't chill\nM-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\nVinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n\nI'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\nBefore the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\nKeep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\nWhere the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\nGet it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\nI'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n\nI got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\nPerfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\nI got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\nFor a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\nAnd when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\nWhat you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\nInfamous, yeah, we celebrate life\nPour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\nWhen they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\nLeave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n\nLet me start from the beginning at the top of the list\nFirst off, nobody can do it like this\nNo matter how hard you try, hard you go\nNo matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\nCan't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\nI'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\nGatherings at venues is jam-packed\nFuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\nTryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\nTryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\nThe most thuggish, the most ruggish\nThe most AKAs you heard of is\nBandanna, banana clip, RIP\nI can't help it, my career don't cease\nMy name don't wear out, I go on forever\nThat other shit a passing fad, it won't ever","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.63] Can't nobody fuck around with VP\n[00:14.42] Or else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\n[00:18.04] Y'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\n[00:20.80] Cause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\n[00:23.50] Anybody brave enough to come against me\n[00:26.21] Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\n[00:29.82] How dare you ever in your life walk past me\n[00:32.53] Without acknowledging this man as G-O-D\n[00:35.29] I always been here, always been deranged focus\n[00:38.88] The heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\n[00:41.57] Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\n[00:44.25] Bust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\n[00:47.80] Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\n[00:50.53] I was always smoking wakata with poppy people\n[00:54.14] I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\n[00:56.96] Read the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n[00:59.69] This is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\n[01:02.38] Stay real, because the sun can't chill\n[01:05.00] M-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\n[01:08.69] Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n[01:23.16] I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\n[01:26.74] Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\n[01:29.49] Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\n[01:32.19] Where the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\n[01:35.73] Get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\n[01:38.50] I'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n[01:41.26] I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\n[01:43.99] Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\n[01:47.57] I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\n[01:50.29] For a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\n[01:52.94] And when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\n[01:56.50] What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\n[01:59.21] Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n[02:01.99] Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n[02:04.61] When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n[02:07.32] Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n[02:35.00] Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n[02:37.73] First off, nobody can do it like this\n[02:40.46] No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n[02:44.00] No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n[02:46.72] Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n[02:49.42] I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n[02:52.15] Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n[02:55.72] Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n[02:58.46] Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n[03:01.10] Tryna stop my life? 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You made of bullshit\n start_ms: 116500\n end_ms: 119210\n- text: Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n start_ms: 119210\n end_ms: 121990\n- text: Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n start_ms: 121990\n end_ms: 124610\n- text: When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n start_ms: 124610\n end_ms: 127320\n- text: Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n start_ms: 127320\n end_ms: 155000\n- text: Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n start_ms: 155000\n end_ms: 157730\n- text: First off, nobody can do it like this\n start_ms: 157730\n end_ms: 160460\n- text: No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n start_ms: 160460\n end_ms: 164000\n- text: No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n start_ms: 164000\n end_ms: 166720\n- text: Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n start_ms: 166720\n end_ms: 169420\n- text: I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n start_ms: 169420\n end_ms: 172150\n- text: Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n start_ms: 172150\n end_ms: 175720\n- text: Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n start_ms: 175720\n end_ms: 178460\n- text: Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n start_ms: 178460\n end_ms: 181100\n- text: Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\n start_ms: 181100\n end_ms: 184790\n- text: The most thuggish, the most ruggish\n start_ms: 184790\n end_ms: 187550\n- text: The most AKAs you heard of is\n start_ms: 187550\n end_ms: 190280\n- text: Bandanna, banana clip, RIP\n start_ms: 190280\n end_ms: 193890\n- text: I can't help it, my career don't cease\n start_ms: 193890\n end_ms: 196550\n- text: My name don't wear out, I go on forever\n start_ms: 196550\n end_ms: 199240\n- text: That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever\n start_ms: 199240\n end_ms: 205540\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 205540\nplain: |-\n Can't nobody fuck around with VP\n Or else you're gonna find yourself D-E-A-D\n Y'all ain't got your eye on the prize, you can't see\n Cause I ain't really livin' my life for Plan B\n Anybody brave enough to come against me\n Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea\n How dare you ever in your life walk past me\n Without acknowledging this man as G-O-D\n I always been here, always been deranged focus\n The heat is always in my hand like chain smokers\n Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness\n Bust a motherfucker's head 'til his brain opens\n Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are sofrito\n I was always smoking wakata with poppy people\n I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal\n Read the Torah lord, black mask, black evil\n\n This is duel to the death, this is murder, death, kill\n Stay real, because the sun can't chill\n M-O-B-B, ain't nobody playin' 'round\n Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around\n\n I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic\n Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'\n Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side\n Where the wolves play and nothing but your karma lie\n Get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty\n I'm in my dirty dirties, that means I'm past the worry\n\n I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out\n Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out\n I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out\n For a nigga, cause his loyalty is nothing less\n And when it's on, you know they got them toolies on deck\n What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit\n Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life\n Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight\n When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em\n Leave 'em where they stand and pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em\n\n Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list\n First off, nobody can do it like this\n No matter how hard you try, hard you go\n No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow\n Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know\n I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial\n Gatherings at venues is jam-packed\n Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that\n Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map\n Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat\n The most thuggish, the most ruggish\n The most AKAs you heard of is\n Bandanna, banana clip, RIP\n I can't help it, my career don't cease\n My name don't wear out, I go on forever\n That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever\n"}]