[{"id":38077245,"name":"The Bottom","trackName":"The Bottom","artistName":"slowthai","albumName":"The Bottom","duration":271.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well UK culture like\nUsually is, very centered towards, um, London\nLike that's where like UK culture presumably is\nFrom the outside world like people who are not in the UK\nBut really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\nManchester's got they own culture\nLike Nottingham got its own culture\nAnd even Liverpool got they own culture\nAnd obviously Northampton as well\nAnd the maddest thing about all those places\nIs like, there's one thing that they all have in common\nAnd thats that there's a bottom of the power\nAnd the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\nDoesn't matter where you comin' from cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood, somewhere\nAll around the world there's always a bottom\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got dreams?\nTyron's too crooked\nTackle the scene two footed\nPose for a scene but factually speaking\nThem man are leeches\nThem man are just pussies\nTrap for a weekend when they ain't eating\nRun to their Mummys\nNorthants ain't got the twang like Brummys\nMore time I can't confined\nCause problems\nNo father figure, but my mum was watching\nBamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\nButterfly stomach, didn't have no options\nDrugs or a job and the job got lost quick\nIgnorant obvious, mans obnoxious\nVoice in my head:\n\"Don't go to the doctors\nGo to the pub\nBrandy and a Fosters\"\nBottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\nThere's a bottom of the pile\nAnd the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\nThe majority are at the bottom\nThat's the realest thing\nSo it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood somewhere\nAll around the world there's always the bottom\nElectric gone, that's calm though\nHearts too black like charcoal\nMan have been moving cargo\nEnd this scene like Fargo\nTake off your chin like Bravo\nMan shout gang like Kartel\nThen get prang like heart felt\nThen run off like: \"ahh well\"\nGet beat up then they all talk\nFist fighting well it's just sport\nWait till the balls in my court my brudda\nI just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\nGates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\nBlack diamonds Granite floor for the car park\nButtler's, milk and a Mars bar\nFirst class well, thais class harder\nJealousy doing better then my father\nWhat ya saying, what you're saying means nada\nCircumstances I know my actions\nI've been attracted, chasing mansions\nCharlie Manson, voice of a leader\nYou hate life, I don't like it either\nSit in the pub Like a geezer\nI can't smile like Lisa\nCan't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\nEvery day I put more money in the metre\nGassed everyday I put more in than a litre\nMad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n419 transfers with Enoch\nWorkouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\nPick my feet up, Used to get beat up\nNow I walk in New York and my feet up\nPut T in a Tea Cup\nI'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\nSpeak when spoken mum said be gone\nWanna be bigger than The Beatles\nLook through the key hole for that kilo\nI ain't got kids I gotta feed though\nI'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\nSpend a monkey, monkey not me though\nSaid I'm gassed up like Stev-O\nWe clash, villain and a hero\nSometimes I can't look past my ego\nTell me what I need cause I need yours\nTell me what you see cause I see flaws\nTell me what to eat cause I eat yours\nTell me how to be me more\nLike gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\nBored boredom, getting Moreish\nToothache I'll take it out\nI don't go to the dentist\nCause I'm poor blood\nDoesn't matter where you're comin' from\nRight that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\nThere's gonna be a difference and then be a\nDifferent personality from that comes from that culture\nAnd Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\nHow he grew up, where he grew up\nBut it also transcends worldwide cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood somewhere\nAll around the world there's always the bottom\nLike the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\nLike the people who are in the dirt, for real","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.22]Well UK culture like\n[00:01.53]Usually is, very centered towards, um, London\n[00:06.68]Like that's where like UK culture presumably is\n[00:09.75]From the outside world like people who are not in the UK\n[00:13.14]But really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\n[00:16.40]Manchester's got they own culture\n[00:18.20]Like Nottingham got its own culture\n[00:19.82]And even Liverpool got they own culture\n[00:21.48]And obviously Northampton as well\n[00:23.45]And the maddest thing about all those places\n[00:25.12]Is like, there's one thing that they all have in common\n[00:28.31]And thats that there's a bottom of the power\n[00:31.42]And the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\n[00:35.09]Doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n[00:37.87]All around the world there's a ghetto\n[00:39.55]All around the world there's a slum\n[00:40.74]All around the world there's a hood, somewhere\n[00:42.21]All around the world there's always a bottom\n[00:45.75]Grease\n[00:46.90]Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n[00:48.58]Come through the fog like steez\n[00:50.26]Upon horseback manna breeze\n[00:52.38]Water it down like Evian\n[00:54.24]Think that Tyron's naive\n[00:56.08]Pitchforks and keys\n[00:57.72]Telling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\n[01:00.65]Grease\n[01:01.86]Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n[01:03.61]Come through the fog like steez\n[01:05.35]Upon horseback manna breeze\n[01:07.35]Water it down like Evian\n[01:09.24]Think that Tyron's naive\n[01:11.18]Pitchforks and keys\n[01:12.74]Telling me farmers ain't got dreams?\n[01:14.19]Tyron's too crooked\n[01:17.12]Tackle the scene two footed\n[01:18.55]Pose for a scene but factually speaking\n[01:20.58]Them man are leeches\n[01:21.45]Them man are just pussies\n[01:21.73]Trap for a weekend when they ain't eating\n[01:24.83]Run to their Mummys\n[01:26.08]Northants ain't got the twang like Brummys\n[01:27.55]More time I can't confined\n[01:28.65]Cause problems\n[01:29.47]No father figure, but my mum was watching\n[01:31.32]Bamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\n[01:33.11]Butterfly stomach, didn't have no options\n[01:35.01]Drugs or a job and the job got lost quick\n[01:36.74]Ignorant obvious, mans obnoxious\n[01:38.76]Voice in my head:\n[01:39.42]\"Don't go to the doctors\n[01:40.62]Go to the pub\n[01:41.33]Brandy and a Fosters\"\n[01:42.51]Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n[01:46.87]There's a bottom of the pile\n[01:50.62]And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n[01:55.03]The majority are at the bottom\n[01:59.73]That's the realest thing\n[02:02.48]So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n[02:06.85]All around the world there's a ghetto\n[02:09.69]All around the world there's a slum\n[02:11.24]All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[02:11.89]All around the world there's always the bottom\n[02:15.77]Electric gone, that's calm though\n[02:17.28]Hearts too black like charcoal\n[02:18.58]Man have been moving cargo\n[02:20.10]End this scene like Fargo\n[02:21.33]Take off your chin like Bravo\n[02:22.87]Man shout gang like Kartel\n[02:24.16]Then get prang like heart felt\n[02:25.66]Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n[02:26.91]Get beat up then they all talk\n[02:28.34]Fist fighting well it's just sport\n[02:29.63]Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n[02:32.37]I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n[02:34.51]Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n[02:36.46]Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n[02:37.58]Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n[02:39.63]First class well, thais class harder\n[02:40.69]Jealousy doing better then my father\n[02:43.55]What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n[02:45.46]Circumstances I know my actions\n[02:47.31]I've been attracted, chasing mansions\n[02:49.28]Charlie Manson, voice of a leader\n[02:51.07]You hate life, I don't like it either\n[02:52.99]Sit in the pub Like a geezer\n[02:54.41]I can't smile like Lisa\n[02:55.50]Can't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\n[02:57.42]Every day I put more money in the metre\n[02:59.29]Gassed everyday I put more in than a litre\n[03:01.26]Mad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n[03:03.72]419 transfers with Enoch\n[03:03.83]Workouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\n[03:06.55]Pick my feet up, Used to get beat up\n[03:08.90]Now I walk in New York and my feet up\n[03:10.81]Put T in a Tea Cup\n[03:12.24]I'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\n[03:13.80]Speak when spoken mum said be gone\n[03:15.74]Wanna be bigger than The Beatles\n[03:17.12]Look through the key hole for that kilo\n[03:18.27]I ain't got kids I gotta feed though\n[03:21.01]I'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\n[03:22.93]Spend a monkey, monkey not me though\n[03:24.82]Said I'm gassed up like Stev-O\n[03:26.73]We clash, villain and a hero\n[03:28.51]Sometimes I can't look past my ego\n[03:30.24]Tell me what I need cause I need yours\n[03:32.18]Tell me what you see cause I see flaws\n[03:34.00]Tell me what to eat cause I eat yours\n[03:35.88]Tell me how to be me more\n[03:37.48]Like gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\n[03:39.65]Bored boredom, getting Moreish\n[03:41.54]Toothache I'll take it out\n[03:42.79]I don't go to the dentist\n[03:44.04]Cause I'm poor blood\n[03:46.94]\n[03:49.21]Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n[03:50.99]Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n[03:55.15]There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n[03:56.72]Different personality from that comes from that culture\n[03:59.22]And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n[04:04.84]How he grew up, where he grew up\n[04:06.98]But it also transcends worldwide cos\n[04:09.44]All around the world there's a ghetto\n[04:13.38]All around the world there's a slum\n[04:14.84]All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[04:16.84]All around the world there's always the bottom\n[04:19.60]Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n[04:23.19]Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n[04:26.75]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Bottom\n artist: slowthai\n album: The Bottom\n duration_ms: 271000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well UK culture like\n start_ms: 220\n end_ms: 1530\n- text: 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226940\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 226940\n end_ms: 229210\n- text: Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n start_ms: 229210\n end_ms: 230990\n- text: Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n start_ms: 230990\n end_ms: 235150\n- text: There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n start_ms: 235150\n end_ms: 236720\n- text: Different personality from that comes from that culture\n start_ms: 236720\n end_ms: 239220\n- text: And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n start_ms: 239220\n end_ms: 244840\n- text: How he grew up, where he grew up\n start_ms: 244840\n end_ms: 246980\n- text: But it also transcends worldwide cos\n start_ms: 246980\n end_ms: 249440\n- text: All around the world there's a ghetto\n start_ms: 249440\n end_ms: 253380\n- text: All around the world there's a slum\n start_ms: 253380\n end_ms: 254840\n- text: All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n start_ms: 254840\n end_ms: 256840\n- text: All around the world there's always the bottom\n start_ms: 256840\n end_ms: 259600\n- text: Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n start_ms: 259600\n end_ms: 263190\n- text: Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n start_ms: 263190\n end_ms: 266750\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 266750\nplain: |-\n Well UK culture like\n Usually is, very centered towards, um, London\n Like that's where like UK culture presumably is\n From the outside world like people who are not in the UK\n But really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\n Manchester's got they own culture\n Like Nottingham got its own culture\n And even Liverpool got they own culture\n And obviously Northampton as well\n And the maddest thing about all those places\n Is like, there's one thing that they all have in common\n And thats that there's a bottom of the power\n And the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\n Doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood, somewhere\n All around the world there's always a bottom\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams?\n Tyron's too crooked\n Tackle the scene two footed\n Pose for a scene but factually speaking\n Them man are leeches\n Them man are just pussies\n Trap for a weekend when they ain't eating\n Run to their Mummys\n Northants ain't got the twang like Brummys\n More time I can't confined\n Cause problems\n No father figure, but my mum was watching\n Bamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\n Butterfly stomach, didn't have no options\n Drugs or a job and the job got lost quick\n Ignorant obvious, mans obnoxious\n Voice in my head:\n \"Don't go to the doctors\n Go to the pub\n Brandy and a Fosters\"\n Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n There's a bottom of the pile\n And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n The majority are at the bottom\n That's the realest thing\n So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n All around the world there's always the bottom\n Electric gone, that's calm though\n Hearts too black like charcoal\n Man have been moving cargo\n End this scene like Fargo\n Take off your chin like Bravo\n Man shout gang like Kartel\n Then get prang like heart felt\n Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n Get beat up then they all talk\n Fist fighting well it's just sport\n Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n First class well, thais class harder\n Jealousy doing better then my father\n What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n Circumstances I know my actions\n I've been attracted, chasing mansions\n Charlie Manson, voice of a leader\n You hate life, I don't like it either\n Sit in the pub Like a geezer\n I can't smile like Lisa\n Can't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\n Every day I put more money in the metre\n Gassed everyday I put more in than a litre\n Mad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n 419 transfers with Enoch\n Workouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\n Pick my feet up, Used to get beat up\n Now I walk in New York and my feet up\n Put T in a Tea Cup\n I'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\n Speak when spoken mum said be gone\n Wanna be bigger than The Beatles\n Look through the key hole for that kilo\n I ain't got kids I gotta feed though\n I'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\n Spend a monkey, monkey not me though\n Said I'm gassed up like Stev-O\n We clash, villain and a hero\n Sometimes I can't look past my ego\n Tell me what I need cause I need yours\n Tell me what you see cause I see flaws\n Tell me what to eat cause I eat yours\n Tell me how to be me more\n Like gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\n Bored boredom, getting Moreish\n Toothache I'll take it out\n I don't go to the dentist\n Cause I'm poor blood\n Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n Different personality from that comes from that culture\n And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n How he grew up, where he grew up\n But it also transcends worldwide cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n All around the world there's always the bottom\n Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n"},{"id":11517567,"name":"The Bottom","trackName":"The Bottom","artistName":"slowthai","albumName":"The Bottom / North Nights","duration":271.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well UK culture like\nUsually is, very centered towards, um, London\nLike that's where like UK culture presumably is\nFrom the outside world like people who are not in the UK\nBut really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\nManchester's got they own culture\nLike Nottingham got its own culture\nAnd even Liverpool got they own culture\nAnd obviously Northampton as well\nAnd the maddest thing about all those places\nIs like, there's one thing that they all have in common\nAnd thats that there's a bottom of the power\nAnd the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\nDoesn't matter where you comin' from cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood, somewhere\nAll around the world there's always a bottom\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got 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(farmer's are coming)\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got dreams?\nTyron's too crooked\nTackle the scene two footed\nPose for a scene but factually speaking\nThem man are leeches\nThem man are just pussies\nTrap for a weekend when they ain't eating\nRun to their Mummys\nNorthants ain't got the twang like Brummys\nMore time I can't confined\nCause problems\nNo father figure, but my mum was watching\nBamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\nButterfly stomach, didn't have no options\nDrugs or a job and the job got lost quick\nIgnorant obvious, mans obnoxious\nVoice in my head:\n\"Don't go to the doctors\nGo to the pub\nBrandy and a Fosters\"\nBottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\nThere's a bottom of the pile\nAnd the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\nThe majority are at the bottom\nThat's the realest thing\nSo it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood somewhere\nAll around the world there's always the bottom\nElectric gone, that's calm though\nHearts too black like charcoal\nMan have been moving cargo\nEnd this scene like Fargo\nTake off your chin like Bravo\nMan shout gang like Kartel\nThen get prang like heart felt\nThen run off like: \"ahh well\"\nGet beat up then they all talk\nFist fighting well it's just sport\nWait till the balls in my court my brudda\nI just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\nGates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\nBlack diamonds Granite floor for the car park\nButtler's, milk and a Mars bar\nFirst class well, thais class harder\nJealousy doing better then my father\nWhat ya saying, what you're saying means nada\nCircumstances I know my actions\nI've been attracted, chasing mansions\nCharlie Manson, voice of a leader\nYou hate life, I don't like it either\nSit in the pub Like a geezer\nI can't smile like Lisa\nCan't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\nEvery day I put more money in the metre\nGassed everyday I put more in than a litre\nMad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n419 transfers with Enoch\nWorkouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\nPick my feet up, Used to get beat up\nNow I walk in New York and my feet up\nPut T in a Tea Cup\nI'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\nSpeak when spoken mum said be gone\nWanna be bigger than The Beatles\nLook through the key hole for that kilo\nI ain't got kids I gotta feed though\nI'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\nSpend a monkey, monkey not me though\nSaid I'm gassed up like Stev-O\nWe clash, villain and a hero\nSometimes I can't look past my ego\nTell me what I need cause I need yours\nTell me what you see cause I see flaws\nTell me what to eat cause I eat yours\nTell me how to be me more\nLike gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\nBored boredom, getting Moreish\nToothache I'll take it out\nI don't go to the dentist\nCause I'm poor blood\nDoesn't matter where you're comin' from\nRight that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\nThere's gonna be a difference and then be a\nDifferent personality from that comes from that culture\nAnd Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\nHow he grew up, where he grew up\nBut it also transcends worldwide cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood somewhere\nAll around the world there's always the bottom\nLike the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\nLike the people who are in the dirt, for real","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.22] Well UK culture like\n[00:01.53] Usually is, very centered towards, um, London\n[00:06.68] Like that's where like UK culture presumably is\n[00:09.75] From the outside world like people who are not in the UK\n[00:13.14] But really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own 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in my head:\n[01:39.42] \"Don't go to the doctors\n[01:40.62] Go to the pub\n[01:41.33] Brandy and a Fosters\"\n[01:42.51] Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n[01:46.87] There's a bottom of the pile\n[01:50.62] And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n[01:55.03] The majority are at the bottom\n[01:59.73] That's the realest thing\n[02:02.48] So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n[02:06.85] All around the world there's a ghetto\n[02:09.69] All around the world there's a slum\n[02:11.24] All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[02:11.89] All around the world there's always the bottom\n[02:15.77] Electric gone, that's calm though\n[02:17.28] Hearts too black like charcoal\n[02:18.58] Man have been moving cargo\n[02:20.10] End this scene like Fargo\n[02:21.33] Take off your chin like Bravo\n[02:22.87] Man shout gang like Kartel\n[02:24.16] Then get prang like heart felt\n[02:25.66] Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n[02:26.91] Get beat up then they all talk\n[02:28.34] Fist fighting well it's just sport\n[02:29.63] Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n[02:32.37] I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n[02:34.51] Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n[02:36.46] Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n[02:37.58] Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n[02:39.63] First class well, thais class harder\n[02:40.69] Jealousy doing better then my father\n[02:43.55] What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n[02:45.46] Circumstances I know my actions\n[02:47.31] I've been attracted, chasing mansions\n[02:49.28] Charlie Manson, voice of a leader\n[02:51.07] You hate life, I don't like it either\n[02:52.99] Sit in the pub Like a geezer\n[02:54.41] I can't smile like Lisa\n[02:55.50] Can't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\n[02:57.42] Every day I put more money in the metre\n[02:59.29] Gassed everyday I put more in than a litre\n[03:01.26] Mad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n[03:03.72] 419 transfers with Enoch\n[03:03.83] Workouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\n[03:06.55] Pick my feet up, Used to get beat up\n[03:08.90] Now I walk in New York and my feet up\n[03:10.81] Put T in a Tea Cup\n[03:12.24] I'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\n[03:13.80] Speak when spoken mum said be gone\n[03:15.74] Wanna be bigger than The Beatles\n[03:17.12] Look through the key hole for that kilo\n[03:18.27] I ain't got kids I gotta feed though\n[03:21.01] I'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\n[03:22.93] Spend a monkey, monkey not me though\n[03:24.82] Said I'm gassed up like Stev-O\n[03:26.73] We clash, villain and a hero\n[03:28.51] Sometimes I can't look past my ego\n[03:30.24] Tell me what I need cause I need yours\n[03:32.18] Tell me what you see cause I see flaws\n[03:34.00] Tell me what to eat cause I eat yours\n[03:35.88] Tell me how to be me more\n[03:37.48] Like gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\n[03:39.65] Bored boredom, getting Moreish\n[03:41.54] Toothache I'll take it out\n[03:42.79] I don't go to the dentist\n[03:44.04] Cause I'm poor blood\n[03:46.94] \n[03:49.21] Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n[03:50.99] Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n[03:55.15] There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n[03:56.72] Different personality from that comes from that culture\n[03:59.22] And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n[04:04.84] How he grew up, where he grew up\n[04:06.98] But it also transcends worldwide cos\n[04:09.44] All around the world there's a ghetto\n[04:13.38] All around the world there's a slum\n[04:14.84] All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[04:16.84] All around the world there's always the bottom\n[04:19.60] Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n[04:23.19] Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n[04:26.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Bottom\n artist: slowthai\n album: The Bottom / North Nights\n duration_ms: 271000\n instrumental: 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there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood, somewhere\n All around the world there's always a bottom\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams?\n Tyron's too crooked\n Tackle the scene two footed\n Pose for a scene but factually speaking\n Them man are leeches\n Them man are just pussies\n Trap for a weekend when they ain't eating\n Run to their Mummys\n Northants ain't got the twang like Brummys\n More time I can't confined\n Cause problems\n No father figure, but my mum was watching\n Bamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\n Butterfly stomach, didn't have no options\n Drugs or a job and the job got lost quick\n Ignorant obvious, mans obnoxious\n Voice in my head:\n \"Don't go to the doctors\n Go to the pub\n Brandy and a Fosters\"\n Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n There's a bottom of the pile\n And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n The majority are at the bottom\n That's the realest thing\n So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n All around the world there's always the bottom\n Electric gone, that's calm though\n Hearts too black like charcoal\n Man have been moving cargo\n End this scene like Fargo\n Take off your chin like Bravo\n Man shout gang like Kartel\n Then get prang like heart felt\n Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n Get beat up then they all talk\n Fist fighting well it's just sport\n Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n First class well, thais class harder\n Jealousy doing better then my father\n What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n Circumstances I know my actions\n I've been attracted, chasing mansions\n Charlie Manson, voice of a leader\n You hate life, I don't like it either\n Sit in the pub Like a geezer\n I can't smile like Lisa\n Can't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\n Every day I put more money in the metre\n Gassed everyday I put more in than a litre\n Mad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n 419 transfers with Enoch\n Workouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\n Pick my feet up, Used to get beat up\n Now I walk in New York and my feet up\n Put T in a Tea Cup\n I'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\n Speak when spoken mum said be gone\n Wanna be bigger than The Beatles\n Look through the key hole for that kilo\n I ain't got kids I gotta feed though\n I'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\n Spend a monkey, monkey not me though\n Said I'm gassed up like Stev-O\n We clash, villain and a hero\n Sometimes I can't look past my ego\n Tell me what I need cause I need yours\n Tell me what you see cause I see flaws\n Tell me what to eat cause I eat yours\n Tell me how to be me more\n Like gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\n Bored boredom, getting Moreish\n Toothache I'll take it out\n I don't go to the dentist\n Cause I'm poor blood\n Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n Different personality from that comes from that culture\n And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n How he grew up, where he grew up\n But it also transcends worldwide cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n All around the world there's always the bottom\n Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n"},{"id":12362892,"name":"The Bottom - Single","trackName":"The Bottom - Single","artistName":"slowthai","albumName":"The Bottom - Single","duration":270.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well UK culture like\nUsually is, very centered towards, um, London\nLike that's where like UK culture presumably is\nFrom the outside world like people who are not in the UK\nBut really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\nManchester's got they own culture\nLike Nottingham got its own culture\nAnd even Liverpool got they own culture\nAnd obviously Northampton as well\nAnd the maddest thing about all those places\nIs like, there's one thing that they all have in common\nAnd thats that there's a bottom of the power\nAnd the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\nDoesn't matter where you comin' from cos\nAll around the world there's a ghetto\nAll around the world there's a slum\nAll around the world there's a hood, somewhere\nAll around the world there's always a bottom\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\nGrease\nVybz Kartel man are bleached\nCome through the fog like steez\nUpon horseback manna breeze\nWater it down like Evian\nThink that Tyron's naive\nPitchforks and keys\nTelling me farmers ain't got dreams?\nTyron's too crooked\nTackle the scene two footed\nPose for a scene but factually speaking\nThem man are leeches\nThem man are just pussies\nTrap for a weekend when they ain't eating\nRun to their Mummys\nNorthants ain't got the twang like Brummys\nMore time I can't confined\nCause problems\nNo father figure, but my mum was watching\nBamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\nButterfly stomach, didn't have no options\nDrugs or a job and the job got lost quick\nIgnorant obvious, mans obnoxious\nVoice in my head:\n\"Don't go to the doctors\nGo to the pub\nBrandy and a Fosters\"\nBottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\nThere's a bottom of the pile\nAnd the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\nThe majority are at the bottom\nThat's the realest 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(farmer's are coming)\n[01:00.65] Grease\n[01:01.86] Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n[01:03.61] Come through the fog like steez\n[01:05.35] Upon horseback manna breeze\n[01:07.35] Water it down like Evian\n[01:09.24] Think that Tyron's naive\n[01:11.18] Pitchforks and keys\n[01:12.74] Telling me farmers ain't got dreams?\n[01:14.19] Tyron's too crooked\n[01:17.12] Tackle the scene two footed\n[01:18.55] Pose for a scene but factually speaking\n[01:20.58] Them man are leeches\n[01:21.45] Them man are just pussies\n[01:21.73] Trap for a weekend when they ain't eating\n[01:24.83] Run to their Mummys\n[01:26.08] Northants ain't got the twang like Brummys\n[01:27.55] More time I can't confined\n[01:28.65] Cause problems\n[01:29.47] No father figure, but my mum was watching\n[01:31.32] Bamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\n[01:33.11] Butterfly stomach, didn't have no options\n[01:35.01] Drugs or a job and the job got lost quick\n[01:36.74] Ignorant obvious, mans obnoxious\n[01:38.76] Voice in my head:\n[01:39.42] \"Don't go to the doctors\n[01:40.62] Go to the pub\n[01:41.33] Brandy and a Fosters\"\n[01:42.51] Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n[01:46.87] There's a bottom of the pile\n[01:50.62] And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n[01:55.03] The majority are at the bottom\n[01:59.73] That's the realest thing\n[02:02.48] So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n[02:06.85] All around the world there's a ghetto\n[02:09.69] All around the world there's a slum\n[02:11.24] All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[02:11.89] All around the world there's always the bottom\n[02:15.77] Electric gone, that's calm though\n[02:17.28] Hearts too black like charcoal\n[02:18.58] Man have been moving cargo\n[02:20.10] End this scene like Fargo\n[02:21.33] Take off your chin like Bravo\n[02:22.87] Man shout gang like Kartel\n[02:24.16] Then get prang like heart felt\n[02:25.66] Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n[02:26.91] Get beat up then they all talk\n[02:28.34] Fist fighting well it's just sport\n[02:29.63] Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n[02:32.37] I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n[02:34.51] Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n[02:36.46] Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n[02:37.58] Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n[02:39.63] First class well, thais class harder\n[02:40.69] Jealousy doing better then my father\n[02:43.55] What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n[02:45.46] Circumstances I know my actions\n[02:47.31] I've been attracted, chasing mansions\n[02:49.28] Charlie Manson, voice of a leader\n[02:51.07] You hate life, I don't like it either\n[02:52.99] Sit in the pub Like a geezer\n[02:54.41] I can't smile like Lisa\n[02:55.50] Can't remember, don't smoke Amnesia\n[02:57.42] Every day I put more money in the metre\n[02:59.29] Gassed everyday I put more in than a litre\n[03:01.26] Mad what we'll pay, no space for a breather\n[03:03.72] 419 transfers with Enoch\n[03:03.83] Workouts, yeah I had scuffs on my Reeboks\n[03:06.55] Pick my feet up, Used to get beat up\n[03:08.90] Now I walk in New York and my feet up\n[03:10.81] Put T in a Tea Cup\n[03:12.24] I'm not a mug you can dip Rich Tea on\n[03:13.80] Speak when spoken mum said be gone\n[03:15.74] Wanna be bigger than The Beatles\n[03:17.12] Look through the key hole for that kilo\n[03:18.27] I ain't got kids I gotta feed though\n[03:21.01] I'm just a monkey sitting in a tree bro\n[03:22.93] Spend a monkey, monkey not me though\n[03:24.82] Said I'm gassed up like Stev-O\n[03:26.73] We clash, villain and a hero\n[03:28.51] Sometimes I can't look past my ego\n[03:30.24] Tell me what I need cause I need yours\n[03:32.18] Tell me what you see cause I see flaws\n[03:34.00] Tell me what to eat cause I eat yours\n[03:35.88] Tell me how to be me more\n[03:37.48] Like gorge, cause I'm so gorgeous\n[03:39.65] Bored boredom, getting Moreish\n[03:41.54] Toothache I'll take it out\n[03:42.79] I don't go to the dentist\n[03:44.04] Cause I'm poor blood\n[03:46.94] \n[03:49.21] Doesn't matter where you're comin' from\n[03:50.99] Right that culture, there's gonna be a twist in that culture\n[03:55.15] There's gonna be a difference and then be a\n[03:56.72] Different personality from that comes from that culture\n[03:59.22] And Thai's personality comes from the greedness of Northamphton\n[04:04.84] How he grew up, where he grew up\n[04:06.98] But it also transcends worldwide cos\n[04:09.44] All around the world there's a ghetto\n[04:13.38] All around the world there's a slum\n[04:14.84] All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n[04:16.84] All around the world there's always the bottom\n[04:19.60] Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n[04:23.19] Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n[04:26.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Bottom - 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always the bottom\n start_ms: 256840\n end_ms: 259600\n- text: Like the bottom, the bottom of the power you get me\n start_ms: 259600\n end_ms: 263190\n- text: Like the people who are in the dirt, for real\n start_ms: 263190\n end_ms: 266750\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 266750\nplain: |-\n Well UK culture like\n Usually is, very centered towards, um, London\n Like that's where like UK culture presumably is\n From the outside world like people who are not in the UK\n But really in UK, Birmingham like they got they own culture\n Manchester's got they own culture\n Like Nottingham got its own culture\n And even Liverpool got they own culture\n And obviously Northampton as well\n And the maddest thing about all those places\n Is like, there's one thing that they all have in common\n And thats that there's a bottom of the power\n And the bottom of the power is real gritty, you hear me?\n Doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood, somewhere\n All around the world there's always a bottom\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams? (farmer's are coming)\n Grease\n Vybz Kartel man are bleached\n Come through the fog like steez\n Upon horseback manna breeze\n Water it down like Evian\n Think that Tyron's naive\n Pitchforks and keys\n Telling me farmers ain't got dreams?\n Tyron's too crooked\n Tackle the scene two footed\n Pose for a scene but factually speaking\n Them man are leeches\n Them man are just pussies\n Trap for a weekend when they ain't eating\n Run to their Mummys\n Northants ain't got the twang like Brummys\n More time I can't confined\n Cause problems\n No father figure, but my mum was watching\n Bamboo, grew up too fast, no confidence\n Butterfly stomach, didn't have no options\n Drugs or a job and the job got lost quick\n Ignorant obvious, mans obnoxious\n Voice in my head:\n \"Don't go to the doctors\n Go to the pub\n Brandy and a Fosters\"\n Bottom of the barrel, Bubbling like hops does\n There's a bottom of the pile\n And the bottom of the pile is real gritty, you hear me?\n The majority are at the bottom\n That's the realest thing\n So it's like, doesn't matter where you comin' from cos\n All around the world there's a ghetto\n All around the world there's a slum\n All around the world there's a hood somewhere\n All around the world there's always the bottom\n Electric gone, that's calm though\n Hearts too black like charcoal\n Man have been moving cargo\n End this scene like Fargo\n Take off your chin like Bravo\n Man shout gang like Kartel\n Then get prang like heart felt\n Then run off like: \"ahh well\"\n Get beat up then they all talk\n Fist fighting well it's just sport\n Wait till the balls in my court my brudda\n I just want a house and a Porsche for my mudda\n Gates to the grounds, Fountain with a giraffe\n Black diamonds Granite floor for the car park\n Buttler's, milk and a Mars bar\n First class well, thais class harder\n Jealousy doing better then my father\n What ya saying, what you're saying means nada\n Circumstances I know my actions\n I've been attracted, 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