[{"id":5070688,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (Small Soldiers remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (Small Soldiers remix)","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean feat. Pras & Free","albumName":"Another One Bites the Dust","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Are you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOutta the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n[Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\nYo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nA-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(And another one down, and another one down\nAnother One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\nWyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n(Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n(*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n(Are you ready?! Hey!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOut of the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n(And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you indo, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\nYo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\nBetter have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n\"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick!\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\nYou know what I mean!\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nRight! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\nWITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\nYo if you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on!\n(KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n(ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\nHOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n(OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\nTO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\nYo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\nPras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\nBelieve me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\nBite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSo just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female mandingos!\nFree! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\nAnd when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\nShe looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\nI could relate... could you relate?\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nJerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n{Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\nYo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nWyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n(And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\nN A V Y S E A L S!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (Small Soldiers remix)\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean feat. Pras & Free\n album: Another One Bites the Dust\n duration_ms: 263000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Outta the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n [Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\n Yo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n A-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (And another one down, and another one down\n Another One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\n Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n (Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n (*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n (Are you ready?! Hey!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Out of the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n My man got shot, and the block got hot!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n (And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\n My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you indo, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\n Yo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\n Better have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n \"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick!\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\n You know what I mean!\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Right! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\n WITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\n Yo if you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on!\n (KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n (ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\n HOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\n TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\n Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\n Pras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\n Believe me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\n Bite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n So just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female mandingos!\n Free! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\n And when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\n She looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\n I could relate... could you relate?\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Jerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n {Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\n Yo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Wyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n (And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\n N A V Y S E A L S!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n"},{"id":24968603,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix)","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean Ft. Pras & Free","albumName":"Another One Bites The Dust (CD Single)","duration":262.948571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Are you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOutta the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n[Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\nYo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nA-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(And another one down, and another one down\nAnother One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\nWyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n(Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n(*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n(Are you ready?! Hey!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOut of the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n(And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you indo, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\nYo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\nBetter have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n\"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick!\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\nYou know what I mean!\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nRight! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\nWITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\nYo if you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on!\n(KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n(ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\nHOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n(OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\nTO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\nYo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\nPras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\nBelieve me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\nBite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSo just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female mandingos!\nFree! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\nAnd when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\nShe looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\nI could relate... could you relate?\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nJerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n{Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\nYo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nWyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n(And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\nN A V Y S E A L S!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix)\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean Ft. Pras & Free\n album: Another One Bites The Dust (CD Single)\n duration_ms: 262949\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Outta the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n [Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\n Yo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n A-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (And another one down, and another one down\n Another One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\n Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n (Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n (*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n (Are you ready?! Hey!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Out of the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n My man got shot, and the block got hot!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n (And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\n My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you indo, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\n Yo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\n Better have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n \"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick!\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\n You know what I mean!\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Right! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\n WITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\n Yo if you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on!\n (KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n (ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\n HOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\n TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\n Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\n Pras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\n Believe me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\n Bite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n So just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female mandingos!\n Free! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\n And when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\n She looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\n I could relate... could you relate?\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Jerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n {Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\n Yo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Wyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n (And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\n N A V Y S E A L S!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n"},{"id":28197844,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix) (Feat. Pras & Free)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix) (Feat. Pras & Free)","artistName":"Queen / Wyclef Jean","albumName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Feat. Pras & Free)","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Are you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOutta the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n[Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\nYo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nA-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(And another one down, and another one down\nAnother One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\nWyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n(Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n(*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n(Are you ready?! Hey!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOut of the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n(And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you indo, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\nYo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\nBetter have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n\"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick!\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\nYou know what I mean!\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nRight! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\nWITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\nYo if you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on!\n(KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n(ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\nHOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n(OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\nTO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\nYo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\nPras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\nBelieve me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\nBite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSo just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female mandingos!\nFree! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\nAnd when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\nShe looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\nI could relate... could you relate?\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nJerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n{Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\nYo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nWyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n(And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\nN A V Y S E A L S!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Small Soldiers Remix) (Feat. Pras & Free)\n artist: Queen / Wyclef Jean\n album: Another One Bites The Dust (Feat. Pras & Free)\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Outta the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n [Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\n Yo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n A-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (And another one down, and another one down\n Another One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\n Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n (Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n (*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n (Are you ready?! Hey!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Out of the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n My man got shot, and the block got hot!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n (And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\n My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you indo, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\n Yo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\n Better have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n \"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick!\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\n You know what I mean!\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Right! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\n WITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\n Yo if you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on!\n (KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n (ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\n HOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\n TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\n Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\n Pras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\n Believe me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\n Bite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n So just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female mandingos!\n Free! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\n And when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\n She looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\n I could relate... could you relate?\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Jerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n {Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\n Yo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Wyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n (And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\n N A V Y S E A L S!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n"},{"id":5207947,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix)","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean","albumName":"Greatest Hits III","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix)\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean\n album: Greatest Hits III\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":28700129,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust Remix","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust Remix","artistName":"Queen; Wyclef Jean","albumName":"The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Steve walks warily down the street\nThe brim pulled way down low\nAnd ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\nMachine guns ready to go\n\nAre you ready hey, are you ready for this\nAre you standing on the edge of your seat\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nHow do you think I'm going to get along\nWithout you, when you're gone?\nYou took me for everything that I had\nYou kicked me out on my own\n\nAre you happy? Are you satisfied?\nHow long can you stand the heat?\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nGive me yeah yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, another one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\n\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\n\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nThere are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\nAnd bring him to the ground\nYou can beat him, you can cheat him\nYou can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\nIs he ready, is he ready for you\nI'm standing on my own two feet\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nRepeating the sound of the beat\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nYeah, yeah\nAlright\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust Remix\n artist: Queen; Wyclef Jean\n album: The Platinum Collection\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Steve walks warily down the street\n The brim pulled way down low\n And ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\n Machine guns ready to go\n\n Are you ready hey, are you ready for this\n Are you standing on the edge of your seat\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n How do you think I'm going to get along\n Without you, when you're gone?\n You took me for everything that I had\n You kicked me out on my own\n\n Are you happy? Are you satisfied?\n How long can you stand the heat?\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Give me yeah yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\n And bring him to the ground\n You can beat him, you can cheat him\n You can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\n Is he ready, is he ready for you\n I'm standing on my own two feet\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n Repeating the sound of the beat\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Yeah, yeah\n Alright\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yes\n"},{"id":5070689,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix) [feat. Pras & Free]","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix) [feat. Pras & Free]","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean","albumName":"Greatest Hits III","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Are you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOutta the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n[Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\nYo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nA-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(And another one down, and another one down\nAnother One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\nWyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n(Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n(*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n(Are you ready?! Hey!\nAre you ready for this?!\nAre you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\nOut of the doorway, the bullets rip!\nRepeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n(And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you indo, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\nYo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\nBetter have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n\"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick!\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\nYou know what I mean!\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nRight! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\nWITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\nYo if you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on!\n(KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n(ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\nHOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n(OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\nTO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\nYo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n(And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\nPras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\nBelieve me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\nBite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSo just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female mandingos!\nFree! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\nAnd when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\nShe looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\nI could relate... could you relate?\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\nJerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n{Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\nYo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nYo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\nWyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n(And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\nN A V Y S E A L S!\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)\n(Another One Bites the Dust!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Wyclef Jean Remix) [feat. Pras & Free]\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean\n album: Greatest Hits III\n duration_ms: 263000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Outta the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n [Wyclef] (Freddy Mercury in parentheses) - Chorus\n Yo... a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n A-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, BLAOW!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (And another one down, and another one down\n Another One Bites the Dust, Hey!)\n Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free... Freddy, where you at?\n (Steve walks warily down the street with the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol!\n (*In tune with F. Mercury*)\n (Are you ready?! Hey!\n Are you ready for this?!\n Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!\n Out of the doorway, the bullets rip!\n Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!\n My man got shot, and the block got hot!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Hold your breath... Yo, CHECK IT!\n (And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)\n My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you indo, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, HEY! HEY!\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band! (Come on, come on)\n Yo... This review, will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all!\n Better have a vest y'all! I'll blast, and bless y'all!\n \"F\"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick!\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen, If you know what I know\n You know what I mean!\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam... BLAOW!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake!\"\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid! Ha Ha!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Right! Right! Freddy Mercury, where you at yo?!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (HOW DO YOU THINK I'm GONNA GET ALONG\n WITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE!)\n Yo if you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on!\n (KICKED ME OUT ON MY OWN!) I need a break beat!\n (ARE YOU HAPPY?! ARE YOU SATISFIED?!\n HOW LONG CAN YOU STAND THE HEAT!?) I need a break beat!\n (OUTTA THE DOORWAY, THE BULLETS RIPPA!\n TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!)\n Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! This is a stickup, now take off your Rolex!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo! Dirty Cash! Dirty Cash! The adventures of Dirty Cash!\n (And another one down, and another one down, Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path!\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half!\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game! I'm-a start callin' names!\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million Refugees ready to bust wit' me!\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---!\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me!\n Pras! Dirty! Cash! You're the greedy!\n Believe me! God'll let me fly, like R. Kelly!\n Bite another dust with my man Freddy Mercury!\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe CRAZY!\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n So just stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female mandingos!\n Free! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, cause I'm a vegetarian!\n And when I bust, it ain't in God we trust\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk!\n She looked into my eyes and said F-B-I!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!) Right!\n I could relate... could you relate?\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Jerry \"Wonder\", The Product (Male singer from The Product, keys a vocal note)\n {Don't you know we coming for yo?!}\n Yo, Canibus, John Forte', (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free! (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n Wyclef Jean, Freddy Mercury! Ha-ha! I'm out baby!\n (And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!)\n N A V Y S E A L S!\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n (Another One Bites the Dust!)\n"},{"id":27428782,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean","albumName":"The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I, II & III)","duration":260.89941,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Steve walks warily down the street\nThe brim pulled way down low\nAnd ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\nMachine guns ready to go\n\nAre you ready hey, are you ready for this\nAre you standing on the edge of your seat\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nHow do you think I'm going to get along\nWithout you, when you're gone?\nYou took me for everything that I had\nYou kicked me out on my own\n\nAre you happy? Are you satisfied?\nHow long can you stand the heat?\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nGive me yeah yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, another one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\n\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\n\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nThere are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\nAnd bring him to the ground\nYou can beat him, you can cheat him\nYou can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\nIs he ready, is he ready for you\nI'm standing on my own two feet\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nRepeating the sound of the beat\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nYeah, yeah\nAlright\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean\n album: The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I, II & III)\n duration_ms: 260899\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Steve walks warily down the street\n The brim pulled way down low\n And ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\n Machine guns ready to go\n\n Are you ready hey, are you ready for this\n Are you standing on the edge of your seat\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n How do you think I'm going to get along\n Without you, when you're gone?\n You took me for everything that I had\n You kicked me out on my own\n\n Are you happy? Are you satisfied?\n How long can you stand the heat?\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Give me yeah yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\n And bring him to the ground\n You can beat him, you can cheat him\n You can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\n Is he ready, is he ready for you\n I'm standing on my own two feet\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n Repeating the sound of the beat\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Yeah, yeah\n Alright\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yes\n"},{"id":1238516,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust - Remix","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust - Remix","artistName":"Queen & Wyclef Jean","albumName":"Greatest Hits III","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Steve walks warily down the street\nThe brim pulled way down low\nAnd ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\nMachine guns ready to go\n\nAre you ready hey, are you ready for this\nAre you standing on the edge of your seat\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nHow do you think I'm going to get along\nWithout you, when you're gone?\nYou took me for everything that I had\nYou kicked me out on my own\n\nAre you happy? Are you satisfied?\nHow long can you stand the heat?\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nTo the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah, yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nGive me yeah yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, another one bites the dust yeah\nAnother one bites the dust yeah\n\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\nBites the dust\n\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nThere are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\nAnd bring him to the ground\nYou can beat him, you can cheat him\nYou can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\nIs he ready, is he ready for you\nI'm standing on my own two feet\nOut of the doorway the bullets rip\nRepeating the sound of the beat\n\nAnother one bites the dust\nAnother one bites the dust, hey\nAnd another one gone, and another one gone\nAnother one bites the dust\nHey, I'm gonna get you too\nAnother one bites the dust\n\nYeah, yeah\nAlright\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYes","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust - Remix\n artist: Queen & Wyclef Jean\n album: Greatest Hits III\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Steve walks warily down the street\n The brim pulled way down low\n And ain't no sound but the sound of his feet\n Machine guns ready to go\n\n Are you ready hey, are you ready for this\n Are you standing on the edge of your seat\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing it\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n How do you think I'm going to get along\n Without you, when you're gone?\n You took me for everything that I had\n You kicked me out on my own\n\n Are you happy? Are you satisfied?\n How long can you stand the heat?\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n To the sound of the beat, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah, yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Give me yeah yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n Yeah, yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, another one bites the dust yeah\n Another one bites the dust yeah\n\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n Bites the dust\n\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n Yeah\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man\n And bring him to the ground\n You can beat him, you can cheat him\n You can treat him bad and leave him when he's down\n\n Is he ready, is he ready for you\n I'm standing on my own two feet\n Out of the doorway the bullets rip\n Repeating the sound of the beat\n\n Another one bites the dust\n Another one bites the dust, hey\n And another one gone, and another one gone\n Another one bites the dust\n Hey, I'm gonna get you too\n Another one bites the dust\n\n Yeah, yeah\n Alright\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n Yes\n"},{"id":9558634,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix / Remastered 2011) (feat. Wyclef Jean","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix / Remastered 2011) (feat. Wyclef Jean","artistName":"Queen, Wyclef Jean, Pras Michel","albumName":"The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Remix / Remastered 2011) (feat. Wyclef Jean\n artist: Queen, Wyclef Jean, Pras Michel\n album: The Platinum Collection\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":37460284,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel) - Remix","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel) - Remix","artistName":"Queen; Wyclef Jean; Pras Michel","albumName":"The Platinum Collection","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break beat, uh-huh (Are you ready, hey)\n(Are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break, uh (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break, uh (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey!)\n\nYo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the thugs with the burners that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews\nYeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at, yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break, yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah, Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, heh-heh\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\n\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel) - Remix\n artist: Queen; Wyclef Jean; Pras Michel\n album: The Platinum Collection\n duration_ms: 260000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break beat, uh-huh (Are you ready, hey)\n (Are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break, uh (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break, uh (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey!)\n\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the thugs with the burners that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews\n Yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at, yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break, yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah, Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, heh-heh\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":38481918,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","artistName":"Queen Wyclef Jean Pras Michel","albumName":"The Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17]Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92](Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06]A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70](Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27]And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73](Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96](And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76](And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72](Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39](Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14](With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73]Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47](Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22](Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83](Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44](Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83]My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99](Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79]Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29](Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36]Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36]Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33]Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84]Yo, check it\n[01:08.44]If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53]My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57]Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38]My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70]They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84]Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50]You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07]Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46]Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67]Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97]The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33]Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70]F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83]Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10]If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12]If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53]Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74]Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24]For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61](Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76]Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58](Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96](And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29](And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37](Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75](How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58](Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04]I need a break yo\n[02:07.82]If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52]For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18]I need a break beat\n[02:12.07](Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54](How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36]I need a break beat\n[02:16.35](Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14](To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50]Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86](Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61]Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57](Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13]Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08](Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81]Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04]Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73]The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71]Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96]Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66]As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35]This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71]So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07]A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22]Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69]You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83]Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02]Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37]Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69]What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90]Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91]Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42]My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52]And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80]This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29]Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56]Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66]Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04]Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01]Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67]And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81]And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42]She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04](Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54]She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81](Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95]I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38](Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83]Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26]Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85](Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89](Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12](And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86](And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47](Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85]I'm out baby\n[04:06.66]Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00](Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27](Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (remix)\n artist: Queen Wyclef Jean Pras Michel\n album: 'The Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection'\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":32497698,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Queen, Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)\n artist: Queen, Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: 'Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection'\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":28476072,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Queen, Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I II & III)","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (Remix)\n artist: Queen, Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I II & III)\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":20415287,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Queen Feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)\n artist: Queen Feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: The Platinum Collection\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":27502913,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","artistName":"Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"The Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection","duration":261.2,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (remix)\n artist: Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: 'The Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection'\n duration_ms: 261200\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":10550993,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","artistName":"Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (remix)\n artist: Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: 'Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection'\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":9955591,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","artistName":"Queen + Wyclef Jean feat. Pras Michel","albumName":"Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (remix)\n artist: Queen + Wyclef Jean feat. Pras Michel\n album: 'Greatest Hits I, II & III: The Platinum Collection'\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":26955298,"name":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites the Dust (remix)","artistName":"Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel","albumName":"The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I, II & III)","duration":260.8399999,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites the Dust (remix)\n artist: Queen feat. Wyclef Jean & Pras Michel\n album: The Platinum Collection (Greatest Hits I, II & III)\n duration_ms: 260840\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":3115658,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Queen, Wyclef Jean, Pras Michel","albumName":"Greatest Hits III","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nA for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.17] Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n[00:21.92] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:23.06] A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n[00:25.70] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:27.27] And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n[00:30.73] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:31.96] (And another one gone) Wyclef\n[00:33.76] (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n[00:34.72] (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n[00:37.39] (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n[00:39.14] (With the brim pulled way down low)\n[00:40.73] Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n[00:45.47] (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n[00:48.22] (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n[00:49.83] (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[00:52.44] (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n[00:54.83] My man got shot, and the block got hot\n[00:56.99] (Another one bites the dust)\n[00:58.79] Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n[01:02.29] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:03.36] Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:05.36] Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n[01:06.33] Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:07.84] Yo, check it\n[01:08.44] If you're a soldier at ease\n[01:09.53] My military style is known to murder Nazis\n[01:11.57] Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n[01:13.38] My kamikaze will blow the U2\n[01:14.70] They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n[01:16.84] Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n[01:19.50] You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n[01:24.07] Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n[01:26.46] Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n[01:28.67] Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n[01:30.97] The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n[01:33.33] Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n[01:35.70] F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n[01:37.83] Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n[01:40.10] If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n[01:42.12] If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n[01:44.53] Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n[01:46.74] Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n[01:49.24] For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n[01:51.61] (Another one bites the dust)\n[01:53.76] Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n[01:56.58] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[01:57.96] (And another one gone) Right\n[01:59.29] (And another one gone) Right\n[02:00.37] (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n[02:02.75] (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n[02:04.58] (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n[02:07.04] I need a break yo\n[02:07.82] If you're ready for the first of the month\n[02:09.52] For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n[02:11.18] I need a break beat\n[02:12.07] (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n[02:13.54] (How long can you stand the heat?)\n[02:15.36] I need a break beat\n[02:16.35] (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n[02:18.14] (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n[02:21.50] Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n[02:22.86] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:24.61] Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n[02:27.57] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:29.13] Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n[02:32.08] (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:33.81] Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.04] Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n[02:36.73] The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n[02:38.71] Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n[02:40.96] Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n[02:43.66] As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n[02:45.35] This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n[02:47.71] So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n[02:50.07] A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n[02:52.22] Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n[02:54.69] You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n[02:56.83] Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n[02:59.02] Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n[03:01.37] Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n[03:03.69] What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n[03:05.90] Practically, I tactically destroy\n[03:07.91] Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n[03:10.42] My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n[03:12.52] And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n[03:14.80] This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n[03:17.29] Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n[03:19.56] Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n[03:21.66] Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n[03:24.04] Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n[03:26.01] Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n[03:28.67] And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n[03:30.81] And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n[03:33.42] She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n[03:35.04] (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n[03:37.54] She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n[03:39.81] (Another one bites the dust) Right\n[03:41.95] I could relate, could you relate?\n[03:44.38] (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:46.83] Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n[03:51.26] Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n[03:54.85] (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n[03:55.89] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:00.12] (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n[04:01.86] (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n[04:03.47] (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n[04:04.85] I'm out baby\n[04:06.66] Navy SEALs!\n[04:08.00] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:09.27] (Another one bites the dust)\n[04:13.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)\n artist: Queen, Wyclef Jean, Pras Michel\n album: Greatest Hits III\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 21920\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 21920\n end_ms: 23060\n- text: A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n start_ms: 23060\n end_ms: 25700\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 25700\n end_ms: 27270\n- text: And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n start_ms: 27270\n end_ms: 30730\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 30730\n end_ms: 31960\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef\n start_ms: 31960\n end_ms: 33760\n- text: (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n start_ms: 33760\n end_ms: 34720\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n start_ms: 34720\n end_ms: 37390\n- text: (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n start_ms: 37390\n end_ms: 39140\n- text: (With the brim pulled way down low)\n start_ms: 39140\n end_ms: 40730\n- text: Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n start_ms: 40730\n end_ms: 45470\n- text: (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n start_ms: 45470\n end_ms: 48220\n- text: (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n start_ms: 48220\n end_ms: 49830\n- text: (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 49830\n end_ms: 52440\n- text: (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n start_ms: 52440\n end_ms: 54830\n- text: My man got shot, and the block got hot\n start_ms: 54830\n end_ms: 56990\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 56990\n end_ms: 58790\n- text: Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n start_ms: 58790\n end_ms: 62290\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 62290\n end_ms: 63360\n- text: Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 63360\n end_ms: 65360\n- text: Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 65360\n end_ms: 66330\n- text: Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 66330\n end_ms: 67840\n- text: Yo, check it\n start_ms: 67840\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: If you're a soldier at ease\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 69530\n- text: My military style is known to murder Nazis\n start_ms: 69530\n end_ms: 71570\n- text: Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n start_ms: 71570\n end_ms: 73380\n- text: My kamikaze will blow the U2\n start_ms: 73380\n end_ms: 74700\n- text: They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n start_ms: 74700\n end_ms: 76840\n- text: Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n start_ms: 76840\n end_ms: 79500\n- text: You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 79500\n end_ms: 84070\n- text: Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n start_ms: 84070\n end_ms: 86460\n- text: Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n start_ms: 86460\n end_ms: 88670\n- text: Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n start_ms: 88670\n end_ms: 90970\n- text: The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n start_ms: 90970\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 95700\n- text: F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n start_ms: 95700\n end_ms: 97830\n- text: Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 97830\n end_ms: 100100\n- text: If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n start_ms: 100100\n end_ms: 102120\n- text: If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 102120\n end_ms: 104530\n- text: Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n start_ms: 104530\n end_ms: 106740\n- text: Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n start_ms: 106740\n end_ms: 109240\n- text: For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n start_ms: 109240\n end_ms: 111610\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 111610\n end_ms: 113760\n- text: Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n start_ms: 113760\n end_ms: 116580\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 116580\n end_ms: 117960\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 117960\n end_ms: 119290\n- text: (And another one gone) Right\n start_ms: 119290\n end_ms: 120370\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n start_ms: 120370\n end_ms: 122750\n- text: (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n start_ms: 122750\n end_ms: 124580\n- text: (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 124580\n end_ms: 127040\n- text: I need a break yo\n start_ms: 127040\n end_ms: 127820\n- text: If you're ready for the first of the month\n start_ms: 127820\n end_ms: 129520\n- text: For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n start_ms: 129520\n end_ms: 131180\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 131180\n end_ms: 132070\n- text: (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n start_ms: 132070\n end_ms: 133540\n- text: (How long can you stand the heat?)\n start_ms: 133540\n end_ms: 135360\n- text: I need a break beat\n start_ms: 135360\n end_ms: 136350\n- text: (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n start_ms: 136350\n end_ms: 138140\n- text: (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n start_ms: 138140\n end_ms: 141500\n- text: Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n start_ms: 141500\n end_ms: 142860\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 142860\n end_ms: 144610\n- text: Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n start_ms: 144610\n end_ms: 147570\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 147570\n end_ms: 149130\n- text: Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n start_ms: 149130\n end_ms: 152080\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 152080\n end_ms: 153810\n- text: Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 153810\n end_ms: 156040\n- text: Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n start_ms: 156040\n end_ms: 156730\n- text: The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 156730\n end_ms: 158710\n- text: Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n start_ms: 158710\n end_ms: 160960\n- text: Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 160960\n end_ms: 163660\n- text: As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n start_ms: 163660\n end_ms: 165350\n- text: This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 165350\n end_ms: 167710\n- text: So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n start_ms: 167710\n end_ms: 170070\n- text: A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 170070\n end_ms: 172220\n- text: Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n start_ms: 172220\n end_ms: 174690\n- text: You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 174690\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 179020\n- text: Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 179020\n end_ms: 181370\n- text: Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n start_ms: 181370\n end_ms: 183690\n- text: What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n start_ms: 183690\n end_ms: 185900\n- text: Practically, I tactically destroy\n start_ms: 185900\n end_ms: 187910\n- text: Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 187910\n end_ms: 190420\n- text: My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n start_ms: 190420\n end_ms: 192520\n- text: And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 192520\n end_ms: 194800\n- text: This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n start_ms: 194800\n end_ms: 197290\n- text: Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 197290\n end_ms: 199560\n- text: Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n start_ms: 199560\n end_ms: 201660\n- text: Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 201660\n end_ms: 204040\n- text: Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n start_ms: 204040\n end_ms: 206010\n- text: Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 206010\n end_ms: 208670\n- text: And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n start_ms: 208670\n end_ms: 210810\n- text: And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 210810\n end_ms: 213420\n- text: She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n start_ms: 213420\n end_ms: 215040\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 215040\n end_ms: 217540\n- text: She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n start_ms: 217540\n end_ms: 219810\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Right\n start_ms: 219810\n end_ms: 221950\n- text: I could relate, could you relate?\n start_ms: 221950\n end_ms: 224380\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 224380\n end_ms: 226830\n- text: Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 226830\n end_ms: 231260\n- text: Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n start_ms: 231260\n end_ms: 234850\n- text: (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n start_ms: 234850\n end_ms: 235890\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 235890\n end_ms: 240120\n- text: (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n start_ms: 240120\n end_ms: 241860\n- text: (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n start_ms: 241860\n end_ms: 243470\n- text: (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n start_ms: 243470\n end_ms: 244850\n- text: I'm out baby\n start_ms: 244850\n end_ms: 246660\n- text: Navy SEALs!\n start_ms: 246660\n end_ms: 248000\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 248000\n end_ms: 249270\n- text: (Another one bites the dust)\n start_ms: 249270\n end_ms: 253030\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253030\nplain: |-\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n A for the dogs with the burners, that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah/Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, ha-ha\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"},{"id":35632221,"name":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","trackName":"Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)","artistName":"Pras Michel / Queen / Wyclef Jean","albumName":"Greatest Hits III","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break beat, uh-huh (Are you ready, hey)\n(Are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break, uh (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\nI need a break, uh (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey!)\n\nYo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the thugs with the burners that wanna blast off\n(Another one bites the dust)\nAnd for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef\n(And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n(Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n(Steve walks wearily down the street)\n(With the brim pulled way down low)\nSome cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n(Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n(Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n(Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\nMy man got shot, and the block got hot\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (And another one gone)\nHold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, check it\n\nIf you're a soldier at ease\nMy military style is known to murder Nazis\nBrooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\nMy kamikaze will blow the U2\nThey hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\nWhether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\nYou can't foresee this unless I bring the previews\nYeah, yeah\nYo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n\nYo, this review will be critically acclaimed\nLeave you in critical pain, clinically insane\nThe name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\nBetter have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\nF-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\nTime running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\nIf you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\nIf you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\nCommanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\nOnce I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n\nFor all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n(Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n(And another one gone) Right\n(And another one gone) Right\n(Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at, yo?\n\n(How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n(Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\nI need a break, yo\nIf you're ready for the first of the month\nFor that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\nI need a break beat\n(Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n(How long can you stand the heat?)\nI need a break beat\n(Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n(To the sound of the beat, look out)\nYo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n(Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\nDirty Cash (And another one gone)\nThe adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\nYo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\nKeep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\nAs far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\nThis ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\nSo come get me, if you know the one-fifty\nA million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\nBloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\nYou gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\nPras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\nBelieve me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\nBite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\nWhat height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah, Navy SEAL!)\n\nPractically, I tactically destroy\nDeploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\nMy whole envoy stay camouflaged out\nAnd when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\nThis one go out to all my thugs in the borough\nSoldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\nSplit it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\nOutta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\nFree, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\nDon't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\nAnd when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\nAnd if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\nShe looked into my eyes and said FBI\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Oh yeah)\nShe said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n(Another one bites the dust) Right\nI could relate, could you relate?\n(Another one bites the dust)\nJerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\nYo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n(Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n(And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, heh-heh\n(Another one bites the dust, yeah)\nI'm out baby\n\nNavy SEALs!\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)\n(Another one bites the dust)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Another One Bites The Dust (Remix)\n artist: Pras Michel / Queen / Wyclef Jean\n album: Greatest Hits III\n duration_ms: 260000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break beat, uh-huh (Are you ready, hey)\n (Are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break, uh (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n I need a break, uh (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey!)\n\n Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the thugs with the burners that wanna blast off\n (Another one bites the dust)\n And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops—blaow!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef\n (And another one gone) Dirty Cash\n (Another one bites the dust) Young Free, Freddie where you at?\n\n (Steve walks wearily down the street)\n (With the brim pulled way down low)\n Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol\n (Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?)\n (Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?)\n (Out of the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (Repeating to the sound of the beat, hey)\n My man got shot, and the block got hot\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hey I hear more shots, this is like Fort Knox, kid\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (And another one gone)\n Hold your breath (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, check it\n\n If you're a soldier at ease\n My military style is known to murder Nazis\n Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah) come on\n My kamikaze will blow the U2\n They hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu\n Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo\n You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews\n Yeah, yeah\n Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on)\n\n Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed\n Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane\n The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all\n Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh yeah)\n F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six\n Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)\n If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen\n If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)\n Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team\n Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh yeah) Blaow!\n\n For all you critics, sayin' \"another remake\"\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid\n (Another one bites the dust) (Oh yeah)\n (And another one gone) Right\n (And another one gone) Right\n (Another one bites the dust, hey) Freddie Mercury, where you at, yo?\n\n (How do you think I'm gonna get along)\n (Without you when you're gone) (Oh yeah)\n I need a break, yo\n If you're ready for the first of the month\n For that welfare check, come on (Kicked me out on my own)\n I need a break beat\n (Are you happy, are you satisfied?)\n (How long can you stand the heat?)\n I need a break beat\n (Outta the doorway, the bullets rip)\n (To the sound of the beat, look out)\n Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild, wild west\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n Dirty Cash (And another one gone)\n The adventures of Dirty Cash (Another one bites the dust)\n\n Yo, for the love for the cash, I'll blast you in my path\n Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)\n As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames\n This ain't no game, I'mma start callin' names (Oh yeah)\n So come get me, if you know the one-fifty\n A million refugees ready to bust with me (Oh yeah)\n Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—\n You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)\n Pras, Dirty, Cash, you're the greedy\n Believe me, you gotta let me fly like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)\n Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury\n What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah, Navy SEAL!)\n\n Practically, I tactically destroy\n Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)\n My whole envoy stay camouflaged out\n And when I walk the street, I take the refugee route (Oh yeah)\n This one go out to all my thugs in the borough\n Soldiers stay thorough, like Kilamanjaro (Oh yeah)\n Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll\n Outta control, the female Mandingos (Oh yeah)\n Free, I evolve from the egg of a seminarian\n Don't go down, 'cause I'm a vegetarian (Oh yeah)\n And when I bust, it ain't \"in God we trust\"\n And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tusk (Oh yeah)\n\n She looked into my eyes and said FBI\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Oh yeah)\n She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied\n (Another one bites the dust) Right\n I could relate, could you relate?\n (Another one bites the dust)\n Jerry \"Wonda\", The Product (Oh-oh) (Another one bites the dust)\n Yo, Canibus, John Forté (Don't you know we coming for you?)\n (Another one bites the dust) Yo, Dirty Cash, and baby Free\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (And another one gone) Wyclef Jean\n (And another one gone) Freddie Mercury, heh-heh\n (Another one bites the dust, yeah)\n I'm out baby\n\n Navy SEALs!\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n (Another one bites the dust)\n"}]