[ { "id":"4KaCwku7yZUrDRcOc9rMmQ", "title":"Pain, Sweet, Pain", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.382, "valence":0.315, "speechiness":0.0878, "fres":92.9348502472, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":242.0, "avgSyllable":2.5585106383, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nPain, sweet pain, let's learn somethin' from it\nI see the top, brother, and I might just summit\nI've been pinin' and pinin' for so damn long\nThinkin' it's about time someone else is strong\nThinkin' it's about time someone else is strong\n[Verse 1]\nHumble yourself, holy roller, if you don't, you're gonna come down hard\nMake amends with the boy you were, but not the man you are\nWe heard hymnals creepin' through all the trees that we grew up in\nLost so much faith through time, can't remember them\n[Chorus]\nYou're so tired, but the top is nigh\nKeep on goin', you'll soon arrive\n[Verse 2]\nHow lookin' at the stars in the valley tend to lend a man hope\nHave you wishin' all the highways from this point on lead home\nThere are mighty fine inclines and a snaky stretch of rope to scale\nJust know wherever you go, I'll be wishin' you well\n[Chorus]\nYou're so tired, but the top is nigh\nKeep on goin', you\u2019ll soon arrive\nYou're so tired, but the top is nigh\nKeep on goin', you'll soon arrive", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5kHMfzgLZP95O9NBy0ku4v", "title":"I Can See You (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.694, "valence":0.819, "speechiness":0.0337, "fres":96.6045826349, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":33.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.4909090909, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI-I-I-I\n[Verse 1]\nYou brush past me in the hallway\nAnd you don't think I, I, I can see ya, do ya?\nI\u2019ve been watchin' you for ages\nAnd I spend my time tryin' not to feel it\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut what would you do if I went to touch you now?\nWhat would you do if they never found us out?\nWhat would you do if we never made a sound?\n[Chorus]\n\u2019Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall from me\nAnd I could see you up against the wall with me\nAnd what would you do? Baby, if you only knew\nThat I can see you\n[Post-Chorus]\nI-I-I-I\n[Verse 2]\nAnd we kept everything professional\nBut something's changed, it's somethin' I, I like\nThey keep watchful eyes on us\nSo it's best that we move fast and keep quiet\nYou won't believe half the things I see inside my head\nWait 'til you see half the things that haven\u2019t happened yet", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3X6qK1LdMkSOhklwRa2ZfG", "title":"Danger (Spider)", "artist":"Offset & JID", "danceability":0.833, "valence":0.252, "speechiness":0.117, "fres":84.7595652174, "vocabComplex":0.3081967213, "sentenceLength":152.5, "avgSyllable":2.1204188482, "lyrics":"[Intro: Offset]\nYeah \n(\nHonorable C.N.O.T.E.\n)\n[Chorus: Offset]\nSpider (Danger), spider (Danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Yeah, danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Yeah)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Yeah, danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Danger)\nSpider (Danger), spider (Yeah)\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nLife's so dangerous (Dangerous), I was made for this (Hey)\nI fight atheists, I'm sayin', I'm sayin' (Uh)\nNeed my th\u0435rapist, I wasn't prepared for this\nI protect th\u0435 area, life can get a little scarier (Scary)\nLike, the boogeyman comin' (Boogeyman)\nI got the boogeyman runnin'\nI had the plot, I filled up my conscience (Hey), uh\nSwing like a monkey (Swing), through the buildings, I'm comin' (Comin')\nSave the day on Sunday, goin' to school on Monday (Hey)\nCan't throw in the flag, no, you can't quit on the job (Can't quit the job)\nMaybe the bank get robbed (Maybe the)\nTurn it up, break the knot (Turn it up)\nI gotta turn to a beast (Beast)\nWhen I hit play, I can't pause (Pause)\nI had to crawl up the wall (Had to crawl)\nI had to bite like a dog (Hey)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"612Gkl43RQdwlzKGPgkudm", "title":"Uncle M", "artist":"Young Thug", "danceability":0.699, "valence":0.266, "speechiness":0.069, "fres":91.914479638, "vocabComplex":0.476340694, "sentenceLength":158.5, "avgSyllable":2.2280701754, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nMetro\n)\nYa dig?\n[Chorus: Young Thug]\nI'ma bailer, same way I own the mailer\nOwn the smell up, cooked the\u2014 uh, he tried to sell us\nYou can pick up couple grand and a fill up\nPeel the top back, we don' need no fuckin' peeler\nUncle Murda\n, \nyou can still get turned up\nIn suburbans, came in six levels up\nI'ma flush, \nyellow Xanny school bus\nOn a island, damn near spent a million plus\n[Verse: Young Thug]\nThis some big dawg shit, get your levels up (Bitch)\nLast time I seen the slut, she had started nuttin' (Shit, shit)\nI had got her to her worst, we was all in public (Right)\nShe don't gotta do nothin' first, 'cause he out your budget (Gotta)\nWhite bad shit, lookin' like a fuckin' napkin\n (Uh-huh)\nW\u0435 been clappin' (Let's go), shit, that's why we always absent (Woo)\nUnd\u0435rstandin', Phantom Rolls-Royce, it's backwards (Yeah, yeah)\nThey respect us (Yeah), honeycomb AP bezel (Woo)\nI'm just mad 'cause (Uh-huh), the cameras on the front and back of us (Woo)\nThey stay gassed up (Yeah, yeah), they don't know when it's time to mash for us (Woo)\nShe cummin' fast up there (Uh-huh), I don't know when it's time to care for her (Woo)\nSmokin' a vegetable\n, I just been choppin' and fuckin' up vegetables (Woo)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"75W3SngKzTuoQ94uLf3y82", "title":"How You Get The Girl (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.754, "valence":0.547, "speechiness":0.0565, "fres":104.4155060729, "vocabComplex":0.4135802469, "sentenceLength":81.0, "avgSyllable":2.1557377049, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\n[Verse 1]\nStand there like a ghost, shakin' from the rain, rain\nShe'll open up the door and say, \"Are you insane-ane?\"\nSay, \"It's been a long six months\"\nAnd you were too afraid to tell her what you want, want\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd that's how it works\nThat's how you get the girl\nAnd then you say\n[Chorus]\n\"I want you for worse or for better\nI would wait forever and ever\nBroke your heart, I'll put it back together\nI would wait forever and ever\"\nAnd that's how it works\nThat's how you get the girl, girl, oh\nAnd that's how it works\nThat's how you get the girl, girl", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5AihIu9yF3flkw1jFMyfwW", "title":"Human", "artist":"Cody Johnson", "danceability":0.4, "valence":0.274, "speechiness":0.0337, "fres":98.5486666667, "vocabComplex":0.5901639344, "sentenceLength":183.0, "avgSyllable":2.5541401274, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI thought by now I'd have it figured out\nHow not to make the easy thing so hard to do\nI bet that I'd be further down this road\nIf I could read the signs that point me to the truth\n[Verse 2]\nI never planned on being nothin' but a cowboy\nBut somewhere I picked up this old guitar\nGirl, all I can say is that I'm sorry\nIf I get kinda careless with your heart\n[Chorus]\nAll the headlights, all the midnights\nChasin' all that empty, still ain't got it right\nAll the crazy all the gypsy\nI guess all I'm sayin' is forgive me\nIf I don't know what I'm doin'\nI'm still learnin' to be human\n[Verse 3]\nSo far I've been good at burnin' bridges\nStrike a match and ride right out of town\nBless your heart for nev\u0435r tryin' to fix me\nOr quit me or slow me down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0wXThIDxO3YRJCpPgnmbkw", "title":"Where It Ends", "artist":"Bailey Zimmerman", "danceability":0.431, "valence":0.648, "speechiness":0.0432, "fres":102.4928013582, "vocabComplex":0.5801104972, "sentenceLength":181.0, "avgSyllable":2.6770186335, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThis is where it ends\nI been down a few broken roads that I'm tryin' to mend\nBut this is where it ends\nAnd I'm breakin' down\nYou were lyin' when you said that you were tryin' to work things out\nBut now I'm broken down\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWent to battle for you always\nFought for you on your worst days\nThen you told me that you don't love me no more\n[Chorus]\nYou're the last thing that I thought I'd lose\nAll I ever wanted was to be loved by you\nI let you back in and I gave you a second chance\nAnd like a jet plane on a clear blue sky\nSun came shinin' down on all your lies\nI got too much prid\u0435 to let that happen again\nSo this is wher\u0435 it ends\n[Verse 2]\nHad to bury all your memories\nCouldn't see what everybody sees\nRed flags said I shoulda walked out that door", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6UoKX6uLJwhsnyTp5k5StP", "title":"The Painter", "artist":"Cody Johnson", "danceability":0.512, "valence":0.261, "speechiness":0.0329, "fres":85.9734039604, "vocabComplex":0.4625, "sentenceLength":120.0, "avgSyllable":2.8904761905, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShe talks about the future like she's flippin' through a magazine\nFinds the beauty in the thrown away and broken things\nGets excited about all my crazy dreams\n[Verse 2]\nGot every sunset that she's ever seen memorized\nSaves them away for a rainy day or stormy night\nThe sky is brighter lookin' at it through her eyes\n[Chorus]\nI don't remember\nLife before she came into the picture\nBrought the beauty I was missin' with her\nShowed me colors I ain't ever seen\nShe took chances\nWith every wall I built, she saw a canvas\nI thank God every day for how He made her\nMy life was black and white, but she's the painter\n[Verse 3]\nShe reminds me that it ain't too late to start again\nFine is good, but you need some blue every now and then\nHow'd I live so long without her reckless touch?\n[Chorus]\nI don't remember\nLife before she came into the picture\nBrought the beauty I was missin' with her\nShowed me colors I ain't ever seen\nShe took chances\nWith every wall I built, she saw a canvas\nI thank God every day for how He made her\nMy life was black and white, but she's the painter", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1vYXt7VSjH9JIM5oRRo7vA", "title":"Dance The Night", "artist":"Dua Lipa", "danceability":0.671, "valence":0.775, "speechiness":0.048, "fres":96.7897747748, "vocabComplex":0.5329949239, "sentenceLength":98.5, "avgSyllable":2.4258064516, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nBaby, you can find me under the lights\nDiamonds under my eyes\nTurn the rhythm up, don't you wanna just\nCome along for the ride?\nOoh, my outfit so tight\nYou can see my heartbeat tonight\nI can take the heat, baby, best believe\nThat's the moment I shine\n[Refrain]\n'Cause every romance shakes and it bends\nDon't give a damn\nWhen the night's here, I don't do tears\nBaby, no chance\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI could dance, I could dance, I could dance\n[Chorus]\nWatch me dance, dance the night away\nMy h\u0435art could be burnin', but you won't see it on my face\nWatch me danc\u0435, dance the night away (Uh-huh)\nI'll still keep the party runnin', not one hair out of place\n[Verse 2]\nLately, I been movin' close to the edge\nStill be lookin' my best\nI stay on the beat, you can count on me\nI ain't missin' no steps", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5odlY52u43F5BjByhxg7wg", "title":"Golden Hour", "artist":"JVKE", "danceability":0.515, "valence":0.153, "speechiness":0.0322, "fres":89.6705, "vocabComplex":0.6407185629, "sentenceLength":83.5, "avgSyllable":2.5925925926, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt was just two lovers\nSittin' in the car, listenin' to \nBlonde\nFallin' for each other\nPink\n and \norange\n skies, \nfeelin' super childish\nNo Donald Glover\nMissed call from my mother\nLike, \"Where you at tonight?\"\nGot no alibi\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI was all alone with the love of my life\nShe's got glitter for skin\nMy radiant beam in the night\nI don't need no light to see you\n[Chorus]\nShine\nIt's your golden hour\n (Oh-oh-oh)\nYou slow down time\nIn your golden hour (Oh-oh-oh)\n[Verse 2]\nWe were just two lovers\nFeet up on the dash, drivin' nowhere fast\nBurnin' through the summer\nRadio on blast, make the moment last, \nshe got solar power\nMinutes feel like hours\nShe knew she was the baddest\nCan you even imagine fallin' like I did?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0PBTlQ84CBJF0tBnKGmQa6", "title":"FRI(END)S", "artist":"V", "danceability":0.466, "valence":0.627, "speechiness":0.053, "fres":105.57, "vocabComplex":0.5432098765, "sentenceLength":81.0, "avgSyllable":2.544, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Friends)\nOoh\n[Verse 1]\nYou're in my head\nI had plans for the weekend (Ah)\nBut wound up with you instead (Ah)\nBack here again (Oh)\nGot me deep in my feelings\nWhen I should be in your bed (Oh)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou\u205fand\u205fI\u205fgo back to\u205flike '09, it's\u205flike forever\nAnd you were there my lonely nights, yeah\nKeeping me together\nSo wouldn't it make sense if I was yours?\nAnd you could call me your baby\nBut we say we're just, say we're just\n[Chorus]\nFriends, just for now\nYeah, but friends don't say words that\nMake friends feel like more than just\nFriends, just for now (Just for now)\nNow, I'm over pretending\nSo let's put the \"end\" in friends", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5jQI2r1RdgtuT8S3iG8zFC", "title":"Lavender Haze", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.733, "valence":0.0976, "speechiness":0.08, "fres":91.9991518051, "vocabComplex":0.5403726708, "sentenceLength":161.0, "avgSyllable":2.421875, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMeet me at midnight\n[Verse 1]\nStaring at the ceiling with you\nOh, you don't ever say too much\nAnd you don't really read into\nMy melancholia\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI been under scrutiny (Yeah, oh, yeah)\nYou handle it beautifully (Yeah, oh, yeah)\nAll this shit is new to me (Yeah, oh, yeah)\n[Chorus]\nI feel\nThe lavender haze creeping up on me\nSurreal\nI'm damned if I do give a damn what people say\nNo deal\nThe 1950s shit they want from me\nI just wanna stay in that lavender haze\n[Verse 2]\nAll they keep asking me (All they keep asking me)\nIs if I'm gonna be your bride\nThe only kinda girl they see (Only kinda girl they see)\nIs a one-night or a wife", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0cv6mTbrqr8vxGC31NjKtM", "title":"Everything I Love", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.566, "valence":0.698, "speechiness":0.0265, "fres":91.3617112299, "vocabComplex":0.5933014354, "sentenceLength":69.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.5058139535, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI wish I woulda met you anywhere but where I did\nSome old high-rise town that I won't ever go again\nI wish we woulda rolled around in some old cab and chased\u205fthem\u205fcity\u205flights\nAnd hit bars\u205fI don't like\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWe\u205fwere listenin' to \"one more silver dollar\"\nHangin' out my Silverado down a road I love to ride\n[Chorus]\nWish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone\nAnd you'd leave us in a cloud of dust\nCan't you see\n what you're doin', girl?\nYou ruined damn near everything I love\n[Verse 2]\nI don't care how much they're bitin', I won't even crank the boat\nSoon as that bobber hits th\u0435 water, girl, your memory starts to float\nBaby, why'd l ev\u0435r take the bait and take you places that I love to go?\nHell, I'll never know\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI even took you to my hometown to meet my mama\nNow I'm gonna see you every time I see that welcome sign", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1kMWJ16W3Yk3hyNmaM7jfQ", "title":"Holy Smokes", "artist":"Bailey Zimmerman", "danceability":0.462, "valence":0.432, "speechiness":0.0321, "fres":90.2804979253, "vocabComplex":0.4224422442, "sentenceLength":151.5, "avgSyllable":2.7206477733, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell, I was only scared of the devil and her dad\nSo we'd park somewhere we knew they'd never look\nNo, I never seen nothin' like her\nPlaying with the flame on her momma's lighter\nNo, it wasn't very long 'fore I was hooked\n[Chorus]\nHeaven was a preacher's spot in that first church parking lot\nHer hangin' onto me like the cross on a rearview does\nHer eyes were blue, \nth\u0435 words were red, on that half pack of cigar\u0435ttes\nAt seventeen that's what hallelujah was\nLife wasn't heavy in the back of that Chevy\nMe, her, and the Holy Ghost\nSomethin' 'bout us, hell of a rush\nFallin' in love, lightin' up \nthem holy smokes\n (Oh, oh)\n[Verse 2]\nThey'd run us off but we'd come runnin' back\nAnd we'd pick up where we left off the night before\nShe said \"How pissed off would your mama be\nIf we walked in there and you married me?\"\nEven if we never made it through them old wood doors\n[Chorus]\nHeaven was a preacher's spot in that first church parkin' lot\nHer hangin' onto me like the cross on the rearview does\nHer eyes were blue, the words were red, on that half pack of cigarettes\nAt seventeen that's what hallelujah was\nLife wasn't heavy in the back of that Chevy\nMe, her, and the Holy Ghost\nSomethin' 'bout us, hell of a rush\nFallin' in love, lightin' up them holy smokes (Oh, oh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"65iyYuAIuhttMaYvHQnonf", "title":"Pound Town 2", "artist":"Sexyy Red & Tay Keith & Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.637, "valence":0.49, "speechiness":0.426, "fres":99.6636714876, "vocabComplex":0.3588235294, "sentenceLength":48.5714285714, "avgSyllable":1.7944664032, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj & \nSexyy Red\n]\nSaint Louis (Heavy On It)\n(\nTay Keith, fuck these niggas up\n)\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nUh, uh\nUh, uh, uh\n[Verse 1: Sexyy Red]\nI'm out of town, thuggin' with my rounds\nMy coochie pink, my booty-hole brown\nWhere the niggas? I'm lookin' for the hoes\nQuit playin', nigga, come suck a bitch toe\n[Chorus: Sexyy Red]\nPound town, just left pound town\nWith my nigga, he just took a bitch down\nYeah, that nigga dick a bitch down\nYeah, that nigga eat me out\nPound town, just left pound town\nWith my nigga, he just took a bitch down\nYeah, that nigga dick a bitch down\nYeah, that nigga eat me out\n[Verse 2: Sexyy Red]\n(Uh, uh) I'm out here in Miami\nLookin' for the hoochie daddies (Where they at?)\nWhere the niggas that get ratchet? (Where they at?)\nMy son need a new pappy\nToo many bitches, where the niggas at?\nI'm tryna get my coochie scratched (Yeah)\nI'm tryna get my coochie stretched (Yeah)\nYou know them dread heads do it the best (Oh, yeah)\nI like a nigga with a check\nAll my niggas give me neck\nYou know I'm sexy, I'm the best (Sexyy)\nI'm the shit, lil' bitch, I'm that (You know it)\nI-I-I can't say his name 'cause he be cheatin' (I love you, baby)\nYeah, and I'm the reason\nAhahaha, niggas love a bad bitch (Yeah, yeah)\nWhat Suki say? \nNut on my tits\n (Sexyy)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0LbZLBBZI1NfaDgb4dx0UD", "title":"Jaded", "artist":"Miley Cyrus", "danceability":0.496, "valence":0.177, "speechiness":0.0285, "fres":98.189090626, "vocabComplex":0.4700460829, "sentenceLength":108.5, "avgSyllable":2.5625, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI don't wanna call and talk too long\nI know it was wrong, but never said I was sorry\nNow I've had time to think it over\nWe're much older and the bone's too big to bury\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, isn't it a shame that it ended like that?\nSaid goodbye forever, but you never unpacked\nWe went to Hell, but we never came back\n[Chorus]\nI'm sorry that you're jaded\nI could've taken you places\nYou're lonely now and I hate it\nI'm sorry that you're jaded\n[Verse 2]\nYou're not even willin' to look at your part\nYou just jump in the car and head down to th\u0435 bar 'til you're blurry\nDon't know when to stop, so you take it too far\nI don't know wh\u0435re you are and I'm left in the dark 'til I'm worried\nOoh, and it hurts me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd it's a fuckin' shame that it ended like that\nYou broke your own heart, but you'd never say that\nWe went to Hell, but we never came back", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1bIHv5s0rByq6ZOqDSt8K8", "title":"That Fiya", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.565, "valence":0.22, "speechiness":0.0301, "fres":100.6478857281, "vocabComplex":0.3140877598, "sentenceLength":30.9285714286, "avgSyllable":1.8636363636, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nJump off the porch with that fire (Blam), jump off the porch with that fire (Blam)\nJump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire (Woo)\nJump off the porch with that fire (Woo), jump off the porch with that fire (Woo)\nJump off the porch with that fire (Woo), jump off the porch with that fire (Woo)\n[Post-Chorus]\n.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like (.44 on my body)\nHa, ah (What? What?)\n.44 on my body (What?), ha\n.44 on my body, ah, .44 on my\u2014\n[Verse]\nI'm just out my body (Yeah)\nShe got a big body, call her a Benz (Brrt)\nMoney long, my commas, damn (Ha, what? What?)\nIf you shoppin\u2019 at Wafi, damn (What?)\nI don't do Wafi 'cause the shit don\u2019t dance (Eliantte)\nYou know how hard\u2014 (Yeah)\nYou know how hard it is to fuck in a Lamb'\nI been in this shit for a while\nMoney stretched out for a mile\nTrappin' and work in my bio\nGet money, in love with my side ho\nLil Uzi Vert is a psycho\nI'm a Blood, then that bitch chain gone\nMy niggas spin shit like a vinyl, I know\n.44\n on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (What? What? What?)\nI don't wear Supr\u0435me, but if I indulge you know I only wear Gor\u0435-Tex\nGet money, drugs, what else? More sex (Woo, woah)\nIf that lil' bitch not a city girl then I swear that shit is borin' (She's too borin\u2019)\nOne, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine\n (Yes)\nWhat you tryin\u2019? (You tryin' what?)\nFuck nigga don\u2019t never wanna play\nGot a nigga killed with a \nbaby trey-eight\nWhy the fuck you gangbangin'? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) Get hit (Bitch)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ByBBvpR9b7IynvRmnG7kG", "title":"Clean (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.771, "valence":0.239, "speechiness":0.0297, "fres":88.3158850524, "vocabComplex":0.5842696629, "sentenceLength":178.0, "avgSyllable":2.5333333333, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThe drought was the very worst, ah-ah, ah-ah\nWhen the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst\nIt was months and months of back and forth, ah-ah, ah-ah\nYou're still all over me\u205flike\u205fa\u205fwine-stained dress I\u205fcan't wear anymore\n[Pre-Chorus]\nHung\u205fmy head as I lost the war\nAnd the sky turned black like a perfect storm\n[Chorus]\nThe rain came pouring down\nWhen I was drownin', that's when I could finally breathe\nAnd by mornin', gone was any trace of you\nI think I am finally clean\n[Verse 2]\nThere was nothin' left to do, ah-ah, ah-ah\nWhen the butterflies turn\u0435d to dust that covered my whole room\nSo I punch\u0435d a hole in the roof, ah-ah, ah-ah\nLet the flood carry away all my pictures of you\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThe water filled my lungs\nI screamed so loud, but no one heard a thing", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7DswEZZthZ6piQpL25qGAM", "title":"On My Mama", "artist":"Victoria Monet", "danceability":0.675, "valence":0.607, "speechiness":0.0511, "fres":98.6910134721, "vocabComplex":0.5103092784, "sentenceLength":64.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3289473684, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Victoria Mon\u00e9t]\nWhen they say, \"She get it from her mama\"\nI'ma say, \"You fuckin' right\"\nBody rude, it's unpolite\nDone bein' the humble type\nTell me, is you down?\n'Cause I'm tryna go up tonight\nHoes and hoochies left and right\n[Pre-Chorus: Victoria Mon\u00e9t]\nI just wanna live in a fantasy\nI think we deserve it, right?\nTop all the memories\nI've ever made in my life\nPermanent ecstasy (Oh)\nLadies is pimps tonight\nLivin' inside a dream (Oh)\nLet's lay where the lovers lie\n[Chorus: Victoria Mon\u00e9t]\nI put that on my own mama, on my hood\nI look fly, I look good\nYou can't touch my bag, wish you could\nI look fly, I look too good\nPut that on my own mama, on my hood\nI look fly, I look good\nYou can't touch my bag, wish you could\nI look fly, I look too good", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3YZE5qDV7u1ZD1gZc47ZeR", "title":"Underneath The Tree", "artist":"Kelly Clarkson", "danceability":0.509, "valence":0.689, "speechiness":0.0537, "fres":91.3896153846, "vocabComplex":0.4032258065, "sentenceLength":186.0, "avgSyllable":2.7862068966, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nYou're here where you should be\nSnow is falling as the carolers sing\nIt just wasn't the same\nAlone on Christmas day\nPresents, what a beautiful sight\nDon't mean a thing if you ain't holding me tight\nYou're all that I need\nUnderneath the tree\n[Verse 1]\nTonight (Tonight), I'm gonna hold you close (Ooh)\nMake sure that you know (Know)\nI was lost before you (Ooh)\nChristmas was cold and grey (Ooh)\nAnother holiday (So alone)\nAlone to celebrate\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut then (But then), one day (One day)\nEverything changed\nYou're all I need\nUnderneath the tree\n[Chorus]\nYou're here where you should be\nSnow is falling as the carolers sing\nIt just wasn't the same\nAlone on Christmas day\nPresents, what a beautiful sight\nDon't mean a thing if you ain't holding me tight\nYou're all that I need\nUnderneath the tree", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2Hh3ETdQKrmSI3QS0hme7g", "title":"Too Many Nights", "artist":"Metro Boomin Featuring Don Toliver & Future", "danceability":0.684, "valence":0.156, "speechiness":0.0464, "fres":74.4785467975, "vocabComplex":0.5615866388, "sentenceLength":9.2413793103, "avgSyllable":1.365967366, "lyrics":"[Lista de canciones: \"Lo Mejor de Diciembre 2022\"]\n01. \nElio Toffana - SHOCK WAVE\n02. \nSZA - Seek & Destroy\n03. \nMetro Boomin, The Weekend, 21 Savage - Creepin\n04. \nLos Chikos del Maiz - Criptobros\n05. \nErick Herv\u00e9 - BRAILLE\n06. \nElio Toffana, Las Ninyas del Corro - DON'T WASTE MY TIME\n07. \nPablic S., Dj Koo - Flores\n08. \nJudeline - T\u00c1NGER\n09. \nSZA - Far\n10. \nKYNE, PMP - BUBU\n11. \nMetro Boomin, Future, Don Toliver - Too Many Nights\n12. \nElio Toffana, Ill Peke\u00f1o & Ergo Pro - MAGNETO\n13. \nLos Chikos del Maiz, Ill Peke\u00f1o & Ergo Pro - A3 Vibes\n14. \nBejo - RAP IDO | Barracudas #2\n15. \nDope D.O.D., Chubeats - Triggered\n16. \nElio Toffana, Dano - BAL\u00d3N DE ORO\n17. \nElio Toffana, Santa Salut - TODOS MIS PECADOS\n18. \nSZA - Smoking on my Ex Pack\n19. \nMetro Boomin, ASAP Rocky, Takeoff - Feel the Fiyaaaah\n20. \nNas, 21 Savage - One Mic, One Gun\n21. \nElio Toffana, Dano - NITR\u00d3GENO\n22. \nPercless, G SNZ - De Callao\n23. \nLos Chikos del Maiz - Llamaradas\n24. \nACRU - THROW UP #4\n25. \nPercless, G SNZ - Con la Vista\n26. \nGese Da O & Dano - No Contigo\n27. \nElio Toffana - 10K HP\n28. \nFeid, DJ Premier - L\u0435 Pido a Dios\n29. \nAlberdi, Saske - Traici\u00f3n\n30. \nSZA - Kill Bill\n31. \nDaniela Garsal - bb no m\u0435 llames\n32. \nMar\u00eda Becerra - P\u00cdDELO\n33. \nElio Toffana, Cruz Cafun\u00e9 - VIRGENSITA\n34. \nMetro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug - Trance\n35. \nSZA, Travis Scott - Open Arms\n36. \nJuli Giuliani, Mabreeze & Karmasound - Tranquilito\n37. \nGese Da O & Dano - Regulando\n38. \nMar\u00eda Becerra - MANDAMIENTOS\n39. \nSFDK, Lia Kali - El Blues del Condenados\n40. \nSofia Gabanna - Carajo\n41. \nJudeline - ZAHARA\n42. \nMar\u00eda Becerra - LA NENA DE ARGENTINA\n43. \nPtazeta - Mala Mala\n44. \nODDLIQUOR - Hermanita\n45. \nSZA - Gone Girl\n46. \nMetro Boomin, Travis Scott, 21 Savage - Niagara Falls\n47. \nLass Suga, Cuki Music - Focus\n48. \nElio Toffana, Toteking - DEDO <3\n49. \nMetro Boomin, 21 Savage, Young Nudy - Umbrella\n50. \nGese Da O & Dano, Ergo Pro - Willie Esco\n51. \nPablic S., Joc Beats - Sabor\n52. \nSaske, Delaoss - SUGAR HILL\n53. \nElio Toffana, \u00c9bano & Hoke - NADIE VIVO\n54. \nPercless, G SNZ - Afuera\n55. \nLos Chikos del Maiz, Space Surimi - New Kids on The Block\n56. \nElio Toffana, Lil Supa - ALTAMAR\n57. \nPablic S., Bishop One - M\u00e1s Profundo", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6UN73IYd0hZxLi8wFPMQij", "title":"Players", "artist":"Coi Leray", "danceability":0.954, "valence":0.624, "speechiness":0.16, "fres":95.7796917148, "vocabComplex":0.520361991, "sentenceLength":73.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3333333333, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nYeah, 'cause girls is players too\nUh, yeah, yeah, 'cause girls is players too (Keep it player, baby)\n'Cause girls is players too\nBitches gettin' money all around the world 'cause girls is players too\n[Verse 1]\nWhat you know about livin' on the top?\nPenthouse suites, lookin' down on the opps\nTook him for a test drive, left him on the lot\nTime is money, so I spent it on a watch\nHold on, lil' titties showin' through the white tee\nYou can see the thong bustin' out my tight jeans (Okay)\nRocks on my fingers like a nigga wifed me\nGot another shorty? She ain't nothin' like me\n[Refrain]\nYeah, 'bout to catch another flight\nYeah, the apple bottom make him wanna bite\nYeah, I just wanna have a good night\nI just wanna have a good night\nHold up, \nif you don't know, now you know\nIf he broke, then you gotta let him go\nYou could have anybody, eeny, miny, moe\n'Cause when you a boss, you could do what you want", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4fbXBeVeqzZ0SmJQcWm4St", "title":"Never Imagined", "artist":"Lil Durk Featuring Future", "danceability":0.695, "valence":0.273, "speechiness":0.245, "fres":85.9301741365, "vocabComplex":0.4582392777, "sentenceLength":443.0, "avgSyllable":2.2579710145, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBanger\n[Chorus: Future]\nToo many bracelets'll sprain a nigga wrist\nComin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this\nFive-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the clique, yeah\nShe gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah (\nDJ on the beat so it's a banger\n)\n[Verse 1: Future]\nIt ain't a coincidence, these shooters ready to go on stains\nHe done took two transformers, fentanyl got him out his brain\nThrow him in the water, get them sharks on him like a big ol' snake (Slatt)\nCame off the corn\u0435r with some gangsters, took this shit to space\nShoot\u0435r had his mask off, he didn't even think about it (Didn't think about it)\nGotta keep it one-thousand, tryna clear the bank out\nBeen in them trenches, holdin' switches like a auntie (Like my auntie)\nSpent half a ticket on it and it was antique (Skrrt)\nI put lil' demon on that hit, he gon' go brazy\nWon't even cost a vehicle to get you this mutilated\nThey caught him in the cut and switched him up, and hit his lady\nWe gon' kill the shooter when he come back if he hit the baby\nCouldn't make the store, he want that coke, now shit gettin' slimed out (Slimed out)\nOne mill' a show, it's on the floor, these niggas dyin' now (Niggas dyin' now)\nI'm takin' G6 to feel like I'm on Saturn (I'm on Saturn)\nI could've leased it, but I cashed out like a scammer (Pluto)\nFrom the bottom to the top, made it do what it's supposed to do (Pluto)\nI came up dirty, now my check right, my money blue (Super)\nI used to sell it to these junkies, now some time I use (Turn up)\nCost a lot of mon-yun, get you done-yun, knocked out your shoes (Woo)\nI was just a lil' nigga servin' GRAMMYs, yeah (Yeah)\nI'ma catch the flu from solitary (Yeah, yeah, I swear)\nIt ain't no sleepin' when you legendary (Pluto)\nMy main bitch come secondary (Freebandz)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"26QLJMK8G0M06sk7h7Fkse", "title":"Love Is Embarrassing", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.52, "valence":0.677, "speechiness":0.0968, "fres":89.6067307692, "vocabComplex":0.5128205128, "sentenceLength":65.0, "avgSyllable":2.6543209877, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI told my friends you were the one\nAfter I'd known you, like, a month\nAnd then you kissed some girl from high school\nAnd I stayed in bed for, like, a week\nWhen you said space was what you need\nWaited by my phone like a goddamn fool\n[Chorus]\nAnd now it don't mean a thing\nGod, love's fuckin' embarrassin'\nJust watch as I crucify myself\nFor some weird second string\nLoser who's not worth mentioning\nMy God, love's embarrassing as hell\n[Verse 2]\nAnd I consoled you while you cried\nOver your ex-girlfriend's new guy\nMy God, how could I be so stupid?\nYou found a new version of me\nAnd I damn near start\u0435d World War III\nJesus, what was I even doin'?\n[Chorus]\n'Caus\u0435 now it don't mean a thing\nGod, love's fuckin' embarrassin'\nJust watch as I crucify myself\nFor some weird second string\nLoser who's not worth mentioning\nMy God, love's embarrassing as hell", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7ETjhPaIU4UmHOiimJBZz9", "title":"Your Heart Or Mine", "artist":"Jon Pardi", "danceability":0.639, "valence":0.717, "speechiness":0.0337, "fres":96.964375, "vocabComplex":0.5230769231, "sentenceLength":48.75, "avgSyllable":2.5379746835, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nAll it takes is a downtown bar\nAll it takes is some neon stars\nA little you, a little me\nIn the same vicinity and it's on\nEveryone is the first last time\nWalk away, then, we hit rewind\nA little touch, a little buzz\nDon't know what keeps keepin' it up\n[Chorus]\nIs it your heart or mine?\nIs it whiskey or wine?\nIs it somethin' in the night\nMakin' us wanna cross that line?\nGirl, we're playin' with fire\nLove ain't too far behind\nIt's just a matter of time\n'Til it finds your heart or mine\n[Verse 2]\nWe say that it ain't no thing\nWe say it, then, the telephone rings\nA hello, ar\u0435 you at home\n'Cause I'm all alone missin' you\nW\u0435 swear it ain't love, love, love\nBut you're there when the sun comes up\nWe swear it ain't love, love, love\nBut it always comes back to us", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"587Ks4sb6Wd2qRVS5i9fdW", "title":"Big Foot", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.848, "valence":0.167, "speechiness":0.457, "fres":94.3671889401, "vocabComplex":0.4154929577, "sentenceLength":71.0, "avgSyllable":2.0688073394, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nBeen trill, been doin' it, been at it\n)\nYour flow is such a bore\nDrinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw\nBitch, you better stop that dialogue (\n28 shit\n)\n'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nSigh\nHow you fuck your mother man when she die?\nHow you go on Gayle King and can't cry?\nChile, bye\nBig Foot, but you still a small fry\nSwearin' on your dead mother when you lie (Ayo)\n[Verse]\nThis lil' beggin' whore talkin' 'bout Megan's Law\nFor a free beat, you could hit Megan raw (Ooh)\nIf you a ghostwriter, party in Megan jaw (Ooh)\nShots thrown, but I still ain't let Megan score (Tell 'em)\nBad bitch, she like six foot (Ooh),\n \nI call her Big Foot (Brr)\nThe bitch fell off, I said, \"Get up on your good foot\"\nUh, still ain't topped \"Red Ruby\" (No, no, mhm)\nTryna steal the sauce, I said, \"Get up out my cookbook\" (Brr)\nBut really, I'm a sweetie pie\nP-R-T-T-Y, but I'm P-E-T-T-Y (Brr)\nUm, why did you lie about your lipo?\nFuckin' your best friend man is crazy, you the type, though\nYou was lyin' to the queen, then you went lyin' to the King, Gayle\nThe thirty-year-old tea so stale\nKylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car\nBarbz, I need a good alcohol bar\nRoman, wait, that was the bar\nLike a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar\nFuck you get shot with no scar? (Brr)\nThis little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it\nMm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nShit'll get dark like chocolate\nI'm 'bout to get up in your ass, bitch, clench (Woo)\nMm, yeah, sorta like French\nThey got you all them Grammys, but your flow's still a no\nWhat a fiasco, Lupe\nFuture made you pay (Haha)\nShe wanna party with DaBaby while rubbin' on Tory toup\u00e9e\nI guess she needed money bags for them Trey Songz\nShe G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it\nYo, why the fuck they poke the monster?\nFuckin' with Nicki this year, ho, I'm comin' like a pornstar\nShe just mad that no nigga ever loved her\nNo nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her\nIs it my fault I got good vagin-er?\nWhy the fuck is you humpin' on a minor?\n'Cause she was lyin' on your dead mama (Ooh), on-on your dead mama (Ah-ah-ah-ah)\nLyin' on your dead mama, on-on your dead mama\nLyin' on your dead mama, lyin' on your dead mama\nLyin' on your, lyin', lyin', lyin' on your dead mama (Brr, ooh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1xemKSmCnH59ze3KX5wwgH", "title":"Demons", "artist":"Doja Cat", "danceability":0.821, "valence":0.344, "speechiness":0.281, "fres":100.4072972973, "vocabComplex":0.358778626, "sentenceLength":29.1111111111, "avgSyllable":1.8624338624, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nd.a. got that dope\n)\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha)\n Yeah, ayy\n[Chorus]\nYeah, ayy\nHow my demons look (How them demons)\nNow that my pockets full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)\nHow my demons look (Ayy, yeah)\nNow that you bitches shook? (Bitch)\nYeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)\nNow that my pockets full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)\nHow my demons look (Bitch, ayy)\nYeah, now that you bitches shook?\n[Verse 1]\nI am on to bigger things\nI just bought a \nlimousine\n (A limousine)\nYou live like me in your dreams\n (Yes, you do)\nI just quit the nicotine (I did)\nIf you throwin' dick at me (Do it, nigga)\nThat shit should be big at least\n (Do it, nigga)\nNigga, I'ma bring the heat\nI'ma bring the cold (The cold)\nYou should bring your skis (Brr)\nI'm a fuckin' queen (Queen)\nI am expeditiously (See it, bitch)\nAre you off a key? (You off a key?)\nI would never let you in my V.I.P\nWe are enemies, we are foes\nWho are you and what are those?\nYou are gross\nPercocet got you playing with your nose", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4znzEAuEHlrbgrKnCsGhnJ", "title":"Looove", "artist":"Travis Scott Featuring Kid Cudi", "danceability":0.69, "valence":0.129, "speechiness":0.0471, "fres":29.1343012264, "vocabComplex":0.5069444444, "sentenceLength":48.0, "avgSyllable":2.5048543689, "lyrics":"A compilation of song pages where I've made various contributions. Some pages may have minimal input from me, others showcase a more substantial involvement. This list will be continually updated\nInspired by \nMaxenn\nLIST DISCONTINUED AS OF 3\/1\/2024\nLIST DISCONTINUED AS OF 3\/1\/2024\nLIST DISCONTINUED AS OF 3\/1\/2024\nSORT: ARTISTS\nLast updated: 9\/2\/2024\n---------\nSongs to be added\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Yvngxchris-fake-id-lyrics\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Trippie-redd-lwrw-lyrics\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Trippie-redd-big-body-convertible-lyrics\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Trippie-redd-all-falls-apart-lyrics\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Trippie-redd-the-little-evil-things-lyrics\nHttps:\/\/genius.com\/Trippie-r\u0435dd-just-do-it-lyrics\n---------\nA\n\u2022 \nSTEP\n - ayrtn & BXKS \n(100%)\n\u2022 \nKvart i 4\n - Albert Heath \n(100%)\n\u2022 \nLV problem\u0435r\n - Albert Heath \n(100%)\n\u2022 \nFacts\n - Albert Heath \n(100%)\n\u2022 \nBil Til\n - Albert Heath & Mangera \n(100%)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3fDTzkvrOo5xQIO480Qmsb", "title":"Suicide Doors", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.538, "valence":0.553, "speechiness":0.222, "fres":98.1148871421, "vocabComplex":0.3522123894, "sentenceLength":94.1666666667, "avgSyllable":1.9758454106, "lyrics":"[Intro: Charleston White, \nArca\n & \nLil Uzi Vert\n]\nMy right hand to God, I ain't never heard a Uzi Vert song that I can say, \"That's Uzi Vert\"\nBut I know he a sissified lookin' nigga that put fingernail polish on his motherfuckin' nails, and \nwear dresses\nHow he gon' talk about somethin', nigga?\nThank you, Lil Uzi V\nert\nI don't know, I don't know\nWhere the fuck am I?\nAhh\nWoah\nFuck \nyou\n, and fuck your bitch\nI don't give a fuck about none of y'all niggas\nY'all niggas tried to ban me from this shit, but I came back\nI do what I want, I do anything I please\n[Chorus]\nI feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (Woah)\nI feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm the\u2014, ah)\nI feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm The Crow)\nI feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow\n (I'm the\u2014, ah)\n[Verse 1]\nAnd if you not new, who you let go? (Woah)\nYoung nigga just count up all this dough\nI get money like a \nCEO\n (Woah)\nI get fiv\u0435 hundred thousand a show (Bitch)\nTat my name on your ass, and your toes (Bitch)\nI'm lik\u0435 Chief Keef, like Sosa, I'm Glo\n (Bitch)\nAll my bitches from around the world, I'm global (Bitch)\nI eat Pop-Tarts, but I took that bitch to Nobu\n (Bitch)\nYeah, go, yeah, yeah\nYeah, huh? What? (Ahh)\nI wear \nBalenciaga\n straight out the show room (Bitch)\nI put spikes all on my head just like I'm Goku\n (Bitch)\nShe looked at me in my eyes, said, \"Be the old you\"\n (Bitch)\nSuck my dick, you dumbass bitch, she said, \"You so rude\"\n (Bitch)\nI ain't Trinidad, I go big world like Crow do (Bitch)\nThey say they want Lil Uzi Vert on them old loops (Bitch)\nI'm reptilian, I'm not normal, my soul threw (Bitch)\nMy mama don't know me no more, 'cause I got new blood (Bitch)\nGot a new bitch, but she don't suck like my old slut (Bitch)\nI don't like a natural bitch, yeah, I like fake butts\n (Bitch)\nTen million dollars from Live Nation, bitch, that paystub (Bitch)\nI don't work for Lil Debbies, but I'm caked up\nSix-six-six, satanist, that's why they hate us\nI ain't satanist, but they say I am, so let's do it\n (Bitch)\nMy Dominican bitch don't speak English, but so fluent\n (Ha)\nFucked two Spanish bitches next to each other, they congruent\n (Lil Uzi)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5rFtmW5WSoT9uNYW1eYqq4", "title":"I Like The Way You Kiss Me", "artist":"Artemas", "danceability":0.528, "valence":0.124, "speechiness":0.0368, "fres":99.963601071, "vocabComplex":0.2326283988, "sentenceLength":110.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.062992126, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI like the way you kiss me\nI like the way you, uh\n[Chorus]\nI like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me\nI can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits\nNot tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back\nJust so you don't get attached\n ('Tached, 'tached, 'tached)\nI like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me\nI can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits\nNot tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back\nJust so you don't get attached ('Tached, 'tached, 'tached)\n[Verse 1]\nYou bite my lip just for the taste\nYou're on your knees, I'm on the case\nYou take the heat and with such grace\nYou say we'r\u0435 done, but here you stay\nSaid you'r\u0435 scared I'll let you down (I'll let you down)\nStick around and you'll find out (And you'll find out)\nBut don't you wanna make me proud? (Don't you wanna make me proud?)\n'Cause I'm so proud, baby, I'm so proud of you\n[Chorus]\nI like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me\nI can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits\nNot tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back\nJust so you don't get attached ('Tached, 'tached, 'tached)\nI like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me\nI can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits\nNot tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back\nJust so you don't get attached ('Tached, 'tached, 'tached)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ue12T2b9JXlErJJ6NSs8W", "title":"Facts", "artist":"Tom MacDonald X Ben Shapiro", "danceability":0.683, "valence":0.549, "speechiness":0.211, "fres":75.5662254902, "vocabComplex":0.5598885794, "sentenceLength":71.8, "avgSyllable":1.1725490196, "lyrics":"2\/1\nA$AP Rocky - \n\"G-Unit Rice\"\nDrakeo the Ruler - \n\"Too Icey\"\nJoey Trap - \n\"BIRDIES\"\nKILL.ZERO - \n\".:HAUNTR:.+\"\nkoi - \n\"all of that\"\nLuke Combs & Billy Strings - \n\"The Great Divide\"\nMonoNeon - \n\"Done with the\u205fBS\"\n\u205fft.\u205fLedisi\nSteve Aoki &\u205fWilly William -\u205f\n\"Mambo\"\n ft. Sean Paul, El Alfa, Sfera Ebbasta & Play-N-Skillz\nThe Bloody Beetroots & Teddy Killerz - \n\"Elevate\"\nTOBi - \n\"Love Not Blood\"\nVictoria Mon\u00e9t - \n\"F.U.C.K.\"\nWiz Khalifa - \n\"Chicken with the Cheese\"\n ft. Chevy Woods & 24hrs\n2\/2\nBen Howard - \n\"Crowhurst's Meme\"\nDolly Parton - \n\"5 to 9\"\nIndii G. - \n\"Drifting\"\nKito, VanJess & Channel Tres - \n\"Recap\"\nLeslie Odom Jr. - \n\"Beautiful Things Can Happen\"\nLuca Yupanqui - \n\"V4.3, Pt. 2\"\nPlayThatBoiZay - \n\"90'S BABY FREESTYLE\"\nXANAKIN SKYWOK - \n\"Club Banger!\"\n ft. Billy Marchiafava\nyoura - \n\"MIMI\"\n2\/3\n03 Greedo & Wiz Khalifa - \n\"Substance (We Woke Up)\"\nCurren$y - \n\"Misty\"\nDrippin' So Pretty - \n\"Too Sick\"\nDeath From Above 1979 - \n\"One + One\"\nGhetts - \n\"No Mercy\"\n ft. BackRoad Gee & Pa Salieu\nIchiko Aoba - \n\"\u30a2\u30f3\u30c7\u30a3\u30fc\u30f4\u3068\u7720\u3063\u3066 (Asleep Among Endives)\"\nJimmy Edgar - \n\"NOTICE\"\n ft. 24hrs\nJordin Sparks - \n\"You Still Think of Me\"\nJulien Baker - \n\"Favor\"\nLauren Auder - \n\"Heathen\"\nMoneybagg Yo - \n\"Time Today\"\n\u200bpluko - \n\"High Hopes\"\n ft. DUCKWRTH & sad alex\nStereolab - \n\"Household Names\"\nsumika - \n\"\u795d\u796d (shukusai)\"\nTkay Maidza & Yung Baby Tate - \n\"KIM\"\nTrey Songz - \n\"Brain\"\nUnusual Demont - \n\"Pine\"\nYBN Almighty Jay - \n\"Battling My Spirit\"\nYNW BSlime - \n\"OTW\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3RwWW7KeVhHGayYJgUL5eZ", "title":"Eternal Sunshine", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.658, "valence":0.331, "speechiness":0.105, "fres":101.2013976165, "vocabComplex":0.5690607735, "sentenceLength":181.0, "avgSyllable":2.4178082192, "lyrics":"[\nIntro\n]\nI\n[Verse 1]\nI don't care what people say\nWe both know I couldn't change you\nI guess you could say the same\nCan't rearrange truth\nI've never seen someone lie like you do\nSo much, even you start to think it's true\nOoh\nGet me out of this loop, yeah, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo now we play our separate scenes\nNow, now she's in my bed, mm-mm, layin' on your chest\nNow \nI'm in my head\n, \nwonderin' how it ends\n[Chorus]\nI'll be the first to say, \"I'm sorry\"\nNow you got me feelin' sorry\nI showed you all my demons, all my lies\nYet you played me like Atari\nNow it's like I'm lookin' in the mirror\nHope you feel alright when you're in her\nI found a good boy and he's on my side\nYou're just my eternal sunshine, sunshine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1p80LdxRV74UKvL8gnD7ky", "title":"Blank Space", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.753, "valence":0.583, "speechiness":0.0644, "fres":100.4298217317, "vocabComplex":0.5550847458, "sentenceLength":47.2, "avgSyllable":2.5129533679, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nNice to meet you, where you been?\nI could show you incredible things\nMagic, madness, heaven, sin\nSaw you there and I thought\n\"Oh, my God, look at that face\nYou look like my next mistake\nLove's a game, wanna play?\" Ayy\nNew money, suit and tie\nI can read you like a magazine\nAin't it funny? Rumors fly\nAnd I know you heard about me\nSo, hey, let's be friends\nI'm dying to see how this one ends\nGrab your passport and my hand\nI can make the bad guys good for a weekend\n[Chorus]\nSo it's gonna be forever\nOr it's gonna go down in flames?\nYou can tell me when it's over, mm\nIf the high was worth the pain\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\n'Cause you know I love the players\nAnd you love the game\n'Cause we're young and we're reckless\nWe'll take this way too far\nIt'll leave you breathless, mm\nOr with a nasty scar\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\nBut I've got a blank space, baby\nAnd I'll write your name", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"44L2bY93uD65CEHWbozpx4", "title":"Pink Friday Girls", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.741, "valence":0.204, "speechiness":0.0718, "fres":90.615, "vocabComplex":0.4892857143, "sentenceLength":93.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.3497757848, "lyrics":"[Intro: Cyndi Lauper]\nPhone rings in the middle of the night\nMy father yells, \"What you gonna do with your life?\"\nOh, Daddy dear, you know you're still number one\nBut girls, they wanna have fun\n[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]\nI could tell he the one 'cause they hated on him\nUsed to be a high roller, but I skated on him\nWhen he went away, then I just waited on him\nCame back, then I got X-rated on him\nNever (Ah-ah), never hesitated on him\nEven though I had to go up, elevated on him\nHad the trap house, but it got raided on him\nBut I kept it real, player, never traded on him, uh\nI mean, I wouldn't call 'em mini-me's\nMore like some goofy, doofy, raggedy-ass enemies\nI mean, one thing for sure, ain't no forgettin' me\nMe and my girls been them hoes, start weedin' them, uh\nWhen the sun hit his eyes, like when a star-star tw-twinkle at night\nGuys, I just can't say bye\nSuddenly speak Thai, man, he samurai fly\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & \nCyndi Lauper\n]\nPhone rings in the middle of the night\nMy father yells, \"What you gonna do with your life?\"\nOh, Daddy dear, you know you're still number one\nBut girls, they wanna have fun\nOh, girls just wanna have", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7HRW1XRyOITRJWrygoKL9u", "title":"Different 'Round Here", "artist":"Riley Green Featuring Luke Combs", "danceability":0.454, "valence":0.313, "speechiness":0.0319, "fres":101.0208603046, "vocabComplex":0.3958333333, "sentenceLength":240.0, "avgSyllable":2.5329949239, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nAround here, fast is how the grass grows\nLost is what you find on a back road\nProof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt\nAnd hard work stops at the fence row\nWe stand for the flag and if you don't like it, we don't care\n'Cause we do things a little different 'round here\n[Chorus]\nWhere brave is eighteen, wearin' army green\nTruth is in the words, in red we read\nProud is what you say about where you're from\nHeroes are daddies and mamas are love\nWhere right is right, where wrong is wrong\nYeah, we're doin' things a little different 'round here\n[Verse 2]\nEasy's at the end of a long day\nFree's how you feel, not what you pay\nSimple's how we live (Yeah), thanks is what we give (Come on)\nRoots in the ground's why we stay (Why we stay)\n[Chorus]\nBrave is eighteen, wearin' army green\nTruth is in the words, in red we read\nProud is what you say about where you're from\nHeroes are daddies and mamas are love\nYeah, right is right and wrong is wrong\nYeah, we're doin' things a little different 'round here", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"79DPYZ6x8FfzgSgPoPhpC3", "title":"Last Time I Saw You", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.847, "valence":0.293, "speechiness":0.0382, "fres":84.9157142857, "vocabComplex":0.5577889447, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":2.8034682081, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nBeggin' me to stay, and then you walk away\nThere's somethin' that you wanted to say\nI was in a rush, but you said you were crushed\nAnd I said, \"I'd be back, it's okay\"\n[Chorus]\nI wish I'da hugged you tighter the last time that I saw you\nI wish l didn't waste precious time the night when I called you\nI wish I remembered to say I'd do anything for you\nMaybe I pushed you away because I thought that I'd bore you\n[Verse 2]\nListen\nSo close, but we were so distant\nWish I'da known in that instant\nIgnored the hints or I missed it\nI killed it\nYou'd always be in attendance\nNo flights, but always att\u0435ndant\nHandwritten letter, you p\u0435nned it\nThem nights we wish never ended\nThose rules that we wish we bended\nHeartbreak that we never mended\nThose messages we unsended\nBest friends we somehow unfriended\nAin't care 'bout who we offended\nParties they wish we attended\nGot drunk and laughed, it was splendid", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3ZXb7BJtQpt5oHscNU2MG1", "title":"Yeah!", "artist":"Usher Featuring Lil Jon & Ludacris", "danceability":0.917, "valence":0.0733, "speechiness":0.071, "fres":88.9051795918, "vocabComplex":0.4978723404, "sentenceLength":117.5, "avgSyllable":2.1989795918, "lyrics":"2000\n#1 Breathe by Faith Hill\n vs. \n#4 I Wanna Know by Joe\n#2 Smooth by Santana\n vs. \n#3 Maria Maria by Santana\n2001\n#1 Hanging By A Moment by Lifehouse\n vs. \n#4 Drops Of Jupiter (Tell Me)\n by Train\n#2 Fallin' by Alicia Keys\n vs. \n#3 All For You by Janet Jackson\n2002\n#1 How You Remind Me by Nickelback\n vs. \n#4 Dilemma by Nelly\n#2 Foolish by Ashanti\n vs. \n#3 Hot In Herre by Nelly\n2003\n#1 In Da Club by 50 Cent\n vs. \n#4 Crazy In Love by Beyonc\u00e9 & Jay Z\n#2 Ignition (Remix) by R. Kelly\n vs. \n#3 Get Busy by Sean Paul\n2004\n#1 Yeah! by Usher, Lil Jon, & Ludacris\n vs. \n#4 This Love by Maroon 5\n#2 Burn by Usher\n vs. \n#3 If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys\n2005\n#1 We Belong Together by Mariah Carey\n vs. \n#4 Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson\n#2 Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani\n vs. \n#3 Let Me Love You by Mario\n2006\n#1 Bad Day by Daniel Powter\n vs. \n#4 You're Beautiful by James Blunt\n#2 Temperature by Sean Paul\n vs. \n#3 Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado & Timbaland", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"28xOPIPw0joNPwYd0asIT5", "title":"Fried (She A Vibe)", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.833, "valence":0.375, "speechiness":0.197, "fres":106.4407211538, "vocabComplex":0.3975903614, "sentenceLength":41.5, "avgSyllable":2.05, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nMetro\n)\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah\n[Refrain]\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah, I'm fried\nI just blew a check in the strip club on a Wednesday\nShe ain't goin', then I'ma ask her what her friend say\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah, I'm fried\nYeah, I'm fried\nI'm still high from the night before and I popped another one\nDo you roll, roll, roll, like the stone?\nDo you got more than two or three phones?\nDo you?\n[Chorus]\nI'm fri\u0435d, yes, fried\nI'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, sh\u0435 a vibe\nI'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe\nI'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4s2SSnOOVF3FtgcxNx6fFk", "title":"I Heard", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again", "danceability":0.449, "valence":0.652, "speechiness":0.266, "fres":97.3246091653, "vocabComplex":0.3486111111, "sentenceLength":180.0, "avgSyllable":2.0513274336, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWoah (\nK4ProducedIt\n)\nWoah, woah, woah, woah (\nSkeeo, this shit crazy, fool\n)\nSay, your homeboy, he a joker\nYa\u2005heard\u2005me?\nSix in the\u2005mornin' (Free my brother)\nI say, look,\u2005ayy, this Lil Top, nigga (Ya heard me?)\nMy team in the hood die 'bout me (You already know I get dirty)\nLook, look\n[Chorus]\nLook, I'm up at six in the mornin'\nI told my bitch, \"Pull up on me\"\nI heard them hitters, they on me\nMa, I'm not sleepin' for nothin'\nCreep up and run down on somethin'\nI heard they say that they thuggin'\nI heard they said I was pussy, I say, don't try me for nothin' (I heard)\nI heard a pussy nigga got hit up with that blick, he couldn't do shit, wasn't with that shit (I heard)\nI heard a nigga got swerved on, he was with his bitch, that ho got hit\nI heard\u2014 last breath comin' from that bitch (I heard, I heard)\n[Verse]\nI heard you don't like me, I don't like you neither, nigga\nHow the fuck you claim you wan' fight me? Bitch, I'm a killer\nAll white tee, some Nike slippers, and a pistol, I'm too realer\nMost nights five, I don't even sleep behind my motherfuckin' nigga\nThey been rappin', I'ma zip 'em\nPut that on Dave, take off his face\nLook in his eyes, how I was raised\nI'm on frontline inside these days\nYeah, bitch, bang your gang 'cause I know I'm gon' do the same\nCome snatch my chain, I'll bust your brain\nShoot up your whole funeral in vain, bitch\nMama, I weigh just like a hundred pounds, somehow I still been stayin' strong\nUnhealthy in this shit, I been gettin' wealthy in this shit\nI got a wife, at night, she hold me down, but if my money up, then gone\nI'm gon' be back up in the North, I barely made it out that bitch\nI say, ooh, yeah, put shit on the news\nDrop shit with that chopstick, let the bitch hit, go boom\nThey ain't tell you I pop shit, tell 'em go watch the news\nAnd I say, ooh, come on, huh, put shit on the news\nDirty thirty, this my stick, pop shit, can't move\nBitch, I'm pullin' up with that mop stick, bullets flyin' out the room\nI have 'em swing back, they do shit dirty, can't trust 'em, they keep me worried\nCutthroat 'em, they all deserve it, I say, fuck 'em, I say, fuck 'em\nI see them plottin', they throw, I curve it\nI just sit back, watch, I observe it\nI, I see these bitch niggas, they claimin' that they love me\nI held it down from top to bottom\nThese hoes be laughin' at my trauma\nI say, I got serious problems, I say, I wan' kill somebody, bitch\nSnaked by ones I love and it's fucked up, but ain't your problem\nLook, I barely trust my mama, I say, I ain't got nobody, bitch\nFuck you, nigga, I'll kill you once and wish I could twice\nTell 'em close they fuckin' mouth, they don't know shit about my life\nBut a nigga that I murked or a ho I did wrong or right\nNigga, I'm rich, so suck my dick, I don't give a fuck about no stripes", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"69wVo2cAAD7O9XSpSpTBAu", "title":"Austin", "artist":"Dasha", "danceability":0.764, "valence":0.712, "speechiness":0.058, "fres":97.9011594203, "vocabComplex":0.5450643777, "sentenceLength":25.8888888889, "avgSyllable":2.5401069519, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWe had a plan, move out of this town, baby\nWest to the sand, it's all we talked about lately\nI'd pack the car, bring your guitar and jane for smokin'\nFirst thing at dawn, you'd queue the songs and we'd get goin'\nBut you weren't home, waited on the porch for ya\nSat there alone, all throughout the morn' 'til I\nGot a hunch down in my gut and snuck around the back\nEmpty cans and I'll be damned, your shit was never packed\n[Chorus]\nDid your boots stop workin'?\nDid your truck break down? (Truck break down)\nDid you burn through money?\nDid your ex find out? (Ex find out)\nWhere there's a will, then there's a way\nAnd I'm damn sure you lost it\nDidn't even say goodbye\nJust wish I knew what caused it\nWas the whiskey flowin'?\nWere you in a fight? (In a fight)\nDid the nerves come get you?\nWhat's your alibi? (Alibi)\nI made my way back to LA\nAnd that's where you'll be forgotten\nIn forty years you'll still be here\nDrunk washed up in Austin", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6T0sEnqjmHISIKwFETeeiP", "title":"Suburban Legends (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.699, "valence":0.344, "speechiness":0.0369, "fres":85.7162030201, "vocabComplex":0.650887574, "sentenceLength":169.0, "avgSyllable":3.1038961039, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou had people who called you on unmarked numbers\nIn my peripheral vision\nI let it slide like a hose on a slippery plastic summer\nAll was quickly forgiven\nYou were so magnetic, it was almost obnoxious\nFlush with the currency of cool\nI was always turnin' out my empty pockets\nAnd when it came to you\n[Chorus]\nI didn't come here to make friends\nWe were born to be suburban legends\nWhen you hold me, it holds me together\nAnd you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever\n[Verse 2]\nI had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs\nWould surprise the whole school\nWhen I ended up back at our class reunion\nWalkin' in with you\nYou'd be more than a chapter in my old diaries\nWith the pages ripped out\nI am standin' in a 1950s gymnasium\nAnd I can still see you now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1SRw5p2lVAi7RGlHEmZg66", "title":"Favorite Song", "artist":"Toosii", "danceability":0.816, "valence":0.413, "speechiness":0.0588, "fres":90.7179454326, "vocabComplex":0.4906367041, "sentenceLength":267.0, "avgSyllable":2.5616438356, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tatiana Manaois & \nToosii\n]\nBut nobody's\nGonna make you change what you probably\nDon't like anyway 'bout you darlin'\nSo you might as well\nHmm-mmm\nBe somebody\nWho can make you face what you're guardin'\nOpen up the gates where your heart is\nAnd just be yourself (\nADELSO on this\n)\nYeah\n[Chorus: Toosii]\nI'm on the stage right now, singin' your favorite song\nLook in the crowd, and you're nowhere to be found as they sing along\nI say, \"You look good without no make-up, no lashes, even better when you wake up\" (Oh, oh, oh)\n[Verse 1: Toosii]\nI see the look on your face, I see you're hidin' the hate\nI see you're lookin' for someone to scoop you right off of your feet\nYou want to ride in the Wraith\nYou want to go out on dates\nYou want somebody to come bring you flowers\nSomeone to talk to for hours\nWash your back while y'all sit in the shower (Yeah)\nSomeone to tell you, \"You're beautiful\"\nSomeone to tell you and mean it\nSomeone to tell you, \"I love you\" everyday and don't got a reason\nYou want someone to bring you peace (Uh)\nSomeone to help you sleep (Yeah)\nSomeone to pick you up when you're feelin' down, feelin' lonely", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1KUZ33cOqk3X4Ezk0aZnVp", "title":"Peaches & Eggplants", "artist":"Young Nudy Featuring 21 Savage", "danceability":0.911, "valence":0.584, "speechiness":0.282, "fres":71.5273838384, "vocabComplex":0.6432160804, "sentenceLength":45.9230769231, "avgSyllable":2.4, "lyrics":"Morgan Wallen - Dying Man\nNicki Minaj - Red Ruby Da Sleeze\nMarshmello - El Merengue\nKali Uchis - Fantasy (feat. Don Toliver)\nboygenius - Not Strong Enough\nMimi Webb - Freezing\nj-hope - on the street (with J. Cole)\nDon Toliver - Embarrassed (feat. Travis Scott)\nArlo Parks - Impurities\nJohn Summit - Where You Are\n6LACK - Since I Have A Lover\nMorgan Wallen - Thinkin' Bout Me\nslowthai - Sooner\nMacklemore - NO BAD DAYS (feat. Collett)\nChiiild - I Hope I Packed A Parachute (feat. Charlotte Cardin)\nYoungBoy Never Broke Again - Next\nDemi Lovato - Still Alive\nJAWNY - lalala\nRu\u0435l - I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU\nMasego - What You Wanna Try\nYoung Nudy - Peaches & Eggplants (f\u0435at. 21 Savage)\nAnuel AA - M\u00e1s Rica Que Ayer\nBIA - SIXTEEN\nAshnikko - Worms\nBenson Boone - Sugar Sweet\nIngrid Andress - Runnin (with JP Saxe)\nMckenna Grace - Buzzkill Baby\nPortugal. The Man - Dummy\nILLENIUM - Insanity\nLarry June - 89 Earthquake\nDestroy Lonely - if looks could kill\nGorillaz - Captain Chicken (feat. Del The Funky Homosapien)\nEliza Rose - Better Love\nSigala - Feels This Good\nShygirl - Heaven (feat. Tinashe)\nBeach Weather - Pineapple Sunrise\nMaldy - Tiempos de Plan B\nDreamville - Ogogoro (with Bas & Ayra Starr)\nJordan Ward - FAMJAM4000\nDijon - coogie\nYouth Lagoon - Idaho Alien\njxdn - Friends With Benefits\nJax - Cinderella Snapped\nSteve Aoki - Hungry Heart ft. Hayley Kiyoko\nACRAZE - Take Me Away\nMetallica - If Darkness Had a Son\ngrandson - Eulogy\nThe Dare - Good Time\nGus Dapperton - Horizons\nPeach PRC - F U Goodbye\nEMELINE - feelings\nSG5 - Firetruck\nDimitri Vegas & Like Mike - Mexico\nDe La Soul - Me Myself and I\nWiz Khalifa - Don't Text Don't Call\nConnor Price - Swing\nTIM\u00d8 - Conquistar El Planeta\nRMR - Crazy\nDrayton Farley - Devil's in NOLA\nGabito Ballesteros - Ya Coraz\u00f3n\nTyler Braden - Wrong Right Now\nBirdy - Raincatchers\nCarlie Hanson - LSE to LAX\nCafun\u00e9 - Perspective\nDaisy Jones & The Six - Let Me Down Easy\nSuki Waterhouse - To Love\nSkyeChristy - Beach Zombies\nPecos & the Rooftops - 5AM\nThe Panhandlers - Tough Country\nhey, nothing - Like a Brother\nKierra Sheard - What Matters (feat. Mali Music)\nAnna Graves - Easy For You\nJames Vickery - Only You\nMusiq Soulchild - i remember you my ex\nLojay - IYD\nReal Boston Richey - Trapping & Finessing (LOVE Song)\nAustin Millz - Inhale \/ Exhale\nJess Bays \u2013 Colourblind\nMajor Lazer - Designer\nBankrol Hayden - Bop Slide (feat. Blueface, OHGEESY & Maxo Kream)\nFinesse2tymes - How to Act\nMaiya The Don - Dusties\nbinki - Hotel Window\nSlow Pulp - Cramps\nMo Lowda & the Humble - All Good Fun\nWanMor \u2013 Certified\nYoung Miko - Lisa\nConway the Machine - Metallic 5's\nMike Dimes - HEAVY METAL\nFrost Children - ALL I GOT\nJimi Somewhere - Baby from Atlanta\nRoyel Otis - Sofa King\nAdi Oasis - Naked Feat. Leven Kali\nWeston Estate - Where Do We Go?\nAlana Springsteen - shoulder to cry on\nJana Horn - The Dream\nTaylor Janzen - Nightmare\nElla Vos - Superglue\nSamuel ASH - El After", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5kB6WithhB8Iv08EMNmAbt", "title":"Memory Lane", "artist":"Old Dominion", "danceability":0.645, "valence":0.375, "speechiness":0.0363, "fres":90.5512262522, "vocabComplex":0.4675324675, "sentenceLength":231.0, "avgSyllable":3.0150753769, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIf I could buy a house on Memory Lane\nI'd put my money down and I'd sign my name\nOn that little corner lot where it don't ever rain\nAnd we'd stay good as new like a fresh coat of paint\nYou'd be mine in the shine of a front porch light\nYeah, I might as well live there, baby\nThat's where I spend most of my time\n[Chorus]\nThinkin' 'bout those sunsets that bled into jean jacket nights\nThose tangled up mornings lost in paradise\nStill drunk on the feeling when I close my eyes\nYou're pulling me closer, your head on my shoulder\nWe'd never let go and we'd never be over\n[Verse 2]\nIf I could buy a house on Memory Lane\nI wouldn't have to wonder if you miss me the same\nI'd be loving you as usual, telling you you're beautiful\nOh, I'd be happily delusional\n[Chorus]\nThinkin' 'bout those sunsets that bled into jean jacket nights\nThose tangled up mornings lost in paradise\nStill drunk on the feeling when I close my eyes\nYou're pulling me closer, your head on my shoulder\nWe'd never let go and we'd never be over", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"41bmnQZoDMQdDh5zyomtW7", "title":"Endless Fashion", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert Featuring Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.731, "valence":0.413, "speechiness":0.19, "fres":92.5738596491, "vocabComplex":0.4270462633, "sentenceLength":140.5, "avgSyllable":2.0950226244, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj & \nLil Uzi Vert\n]\nUzi (\nYeah\n)\nPink Tape\nLil Uzi\n(\nBugz Ronin, he gon' run it up\n)\nYeah\n[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nI sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (What?)\nYes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (Loss)\nI rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (Heart)\nI put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt, woah)\nI got a Republican doctor\n (Yeah)\nMade my ass great again, MAGA\n (Woah)\nKnow you mad now, enchilada\nWhen bitches test me, it get messy like soccer\nI sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)\nYes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss\nI rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (No wannabe)\nI put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)\nI got a Republican doctor\n (Ah)\nMade my ass great again, MAGA\nBitch, don't make me rag you, pasta\nI'm numb\u0435r one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana\n[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]\nI got a Chin\u0435se girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (Ni hao)\nShe goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye\nI know I love her, only saw her two times\nI met her at Dover Street Market, good eye", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3BHFResGQiUvbYToUdaDQz", "title":"Enough Is Enough", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.483, "valence":0.332, "speechiness":0.0344, "fres":93.6468333333, "vocabComplex":0.5047169811, "sentenceLength":212.0, "avgSyllable":2.4345238095, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\n2 AM, they ran out of lemonade\nSo I shot that vodka straight, anyway\nShe came in, missin' bottle off the shelf\nI can't drink this by myself, sit with me, babe\nThen I started laughin'\nLike it was funny, but it really ain't funny, uh\n[Chorus]\nTake me home, don't shut me out\nIt's easier to leave me down here on the ground\nTake me home, baby, I'm fucked up now\nI know it's easier to leave me down here on the ground\n[Post-Chorus]\n'Cause enough is enough\nI can't stand up\nI can't stand, can't stand, 'caus\u0435 enough is enough\n[Verse 2]\nLong nights in the city of sin\nTh\u0435y said I pick fights that I won't ever win\nI got a bad bitch that'll bring all her friends\nBut when I'm with you it's like I'm livin' again\nAnd baby, I'm shit-faced sittin' on the sidewalk\nAin't nobody listenin' when I talk\nI fall down and laugh, but it really ain't funny, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5DIBVDJOHh7djepAjKHWCO", "title":"Heart Like A Truck", "artist":"Lainey Wilson", "danceability":0.587, "valence":0.392, "speechiness":0.0311, "fres":100.676814346, "vocabComplex":0.5803108808, "sentenceLength":193.0, "avgSyllable":2.472392638, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI never stay in one place too long\nThe dirt road's singin' me a siren song\nI gotta find a field\nI need to spin my wheels\nI gotta hankerin' for four wide tires\nAnd I can't help it, it's the way I'm wired\nBoy, you get too close\nBoy, you need to know\n[Chorus]\nI got a heart like a truck\nIt's been drug through the mud\nRuns on dreams and gasoline\nAnd that old highway holds the key\nIt's got a lead foot down when it's leavin'\nLord knows it's taken a hell of a beatin'\nA little bit of love is all that it's needin'\nBut it's good as it is tough\nI got a heart like a truck\n[Verse 2]\nThere ain't no brakin' when I throw it in drive\nDon't always keep it in-between the lines\nIf you're a ready for a rid\u0435, pedal-down state of mind\nBoy, I tell you what, you b\u0435tter buckle up", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0u1Sp4e3Phbbg9U215CMBe", "title":"Winter Wonderland", "artist":"Chloe", "danceability":0.0746, "valence":0.0347, "speechiness":0.0408, "fres":87.6445434783, "vocabComplex":0.4196891192, "sentenceLength":64.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.4097222222, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWalk\nWalk, walk, walking\nWalk, walk, walking\nWalking in a winter wonderland\n[Verse 1]\nSleigh bells ring, are you listening?\nIn the lane, snow is glistening\nA beautiful sight, we're happy tonight\nWalking in a winter wonderland\nGone away (Gone away) is the bluebird (Is the bluebird)\nHere to stay (Here to stay) is a new bird (Is a new bird)\nHe sings a love song as we go along\nWalking in a winter wonderland\n[Bridge]\nIn the meadow, we can build a snowman\nAnd pretend that he is Parson Brown\nHe'll say, \"Are you married?\" We'll say, \"No man\"\nBut you can do the job when you're in town\n[Verse 2]\nLater on (Later on), we'll conspire (We'll conspire)\nAs we dream (As we dream) by the fire (Fire)\nTo face unafraid, the plans that we've made\nWalking in a winter wonderland", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0Lmbke3KNVFXtoH2mMSHCw", "title":"The Boy Is Mine", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.796, "valence":0.443, "speechiness":0.0522, "fres":90.295, "vocabComplex":0.5706806283, "sentenceLength":95.5, "avgSyllable":2.4933333333, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHow can it be? You and me\nMight be meant to be, can't unsee it\nBut I don't wanna cause no scene\nI'm usually so unproblematic\nSo independent, tell me why\n'Cause the boy is mine, mine\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSomethin' about him is made for somebody like me\nBaby, come over, come over (Over)\nAnd God knows I'm tryin', but there's just no use in denying\n[Chorus]\nThe boy is mine\nI can't wait to try him\nLe-let's get intertwined\nThe stars, they aligned\nTh\u0435 boy is mine\nWatch me take my tim\u0435\nI can't believe my mind\nThe boy is divine\nBoy is mine\n[Verse 2]\nPlease know this ain't what I planned for\nProbably wouldn't bet a dime or my life on\nThere's gotta be a reason why\nMy girls, they always come through in a sticky situation\nSay, \"It's fine\" (It's fine)\nHappens all the time", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0yUaLqhsVsguBpoOPL4cO7", "title":"In Ha Mood", "artist":"Ice Spice", "danceability":0.768, "valence":0.532, "speechiness":0.336, "fres":101.6839701817, "vocabComplex":0.3612903226, "sentenceLength":103.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.8837209302, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWhere were you last week, when you stopped coming by?\nStop playin' with 'em, RIOT\n[Chorus]\nLike, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)\nLike, damn, she in her mood (Mood)\nLike, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)\nLike, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)\nShe lit, get money too (Like)\nLike, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood), damn\n[Verse 1]\nIn the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (Like)\nAnd he packin', I know by his pants (Grrah)\nHe a rapper but don't got a chance\nStuck in my ways so I'm lovin' my bands (Damn)\nLike a million views in a day (Lik\u0435)\nIt's so many ways to get paid (Grrah)\nI tried dippin', he b\u0435gged me to stay\nBae, I'm not stayin', I just wanna play (Just wanna play)\nIn the party, he just wanna rump (Rump)\nBig boobs and the butt stay plump (Stay plump)\nShe a baddie, she know she a ten (Baddie, ten)\nShe a baddie with her baddie friend (Damn, friend)\nThey like, \"Ice, how you always stay hot?\" (Hot)\nOh, they mad 'cause I keep makin' bops (Bops)\nOh, she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot\nIf I was bitches, I'd hate me a lot (Grrah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7fesNTgTEMEH0ye8MOgEDY", "title":"Teenage Dream", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.422, "valence":0.104, "speechiness":0.0362, "fres":93.9807366071, "vocabComplex":0.28, "sentenceLength":31.25, "avgSyllable":2.701863354, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen am I gonna stop being wise beyond my years and just start being wise?\nWhen am I gonna stop being a pretty young thing to guys?\nWhen am I gonna stop being great for my age and just start being good?\nWhen will it stop being cool to be quietly misunderstood?\n[Chorus]\nI'll blow out the candles, happy birthday to me\nGot your whole life ahead of you, you're only nineteen\nBut I fear that they already got all the best parts of me\nAnd I'm sorry that I couldn't always be your teenage dream\n[Verse 2]\nAnd when does wide-eyed affection and all good intentions start to not be enough?\nWhen will everyone have every reason to call all my bluffs?\nAnd when are all my excuses of learning my lessons gonna start to feel sad?\nWill I spend all the rest of my years wishing I could go back?\n[Chorus]\nI'll blow out the candles, happy birthday to me\nGot your whole life ahead of you, you're only nineteen\nBut I fear that they already got all the best parts of me\nAnd I'm sorry that I couldn't always be your teenage dream\n[Bridge]\nThey all say that it gets better\nIt gets better the more you grow\nYeah, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better, but what if I don't?\nOh, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better the more you grow\nYeah, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better, but what if I don't?\nOh, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better the more you grow\nYeah, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better, but what if I don't?\nOh, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better the more you grow\nYeah, they all say that it gets better\nIt gets better, but what if I don't?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"17IBDpAl3J39swaoPlfGpp", "title":"Another Late Night", "artist":"Drake Featuring Lil Yachty", "danceability":0.684, "valence":0.214, "speechiness":0.0483, "fres":39.8143269231, "vocabComplex":0.4743362832, "sentenceLength":52.1818181818, "avgSyllable":2.8958333333, "lyrics":"10. Miley Cyrus - \"Flowers\" (got the Meghan Trainor awards for the Most Bullshit Girlpower anthem of 2023; for creating a song in purpose to become viral in Tiktok instead of sticking to the rock sound she sang on her 2020 album Plastic Hearts)\n9. Coi Leray - \"Players\" (got the Trick Daddy award for the Biggest Waste of a sample in 2023; for using incorrect grammar in hook and for making the \"female\" version of Grandmasters Flash & Furious Five's The Message)\n8. Olivia Rodrigo - \"Bad Idea Right?\" (got the Teen Taylor Swift award only singing about one topic for 2023; for constantly singing about her ex-boyfriend and for being nostalgic for the times when she didn't even exist by doing the 4:3 80s style music video, also for singing the lyrics fast to hide her vocal abilities)\n7. Jason Aldean - \"Try That In a Small Town\" (got the Toby Keith award for the Most Pandering Song of 2023; for talking about how in small towns you can also be charged for crimes like in bigger towns)\n6. Sam Smith, Koffee & Jessie Rayez - \"Gimme\" (got the Pinkfong award for the Most Annoying Song of 2023; for its extremely repetitive hook, sexual references and for Toys stores playing the song constantly despite its sexual references)\n5. will.i.am & Britney Spears - \"Mind Your Business\" (got the Muhammad Ali award for Not Knowing When Its Time to Retire of 2023; also for its repetitive hook, will.i.am and Britney's voice sounding like they are made through AI, also Britney's heavily Autotuned voice and for its lyrics being ironic)\n4. Nicki Minaj & Ice Spice - \"Barbie World\" (got the Will Smith award for the Worst Soundtrack of 2023; for making Aqua's \"Barbie Girl\" sounding worse than original)\n3. Drake & Lil Yachty - \"Another Late Night\" (got the Hayley Williams award for the Thinnest Skinned artist of 2023; for talking about dating non-legal aged women, also for including more and more lyrics as fast as possible and for Drake calling other people \"weirdos\" despite the fact that he is \"weirdo\" himself)\n2. Fall Out Boy - \"We Didn't Start The Fire\" (got the Madonna award for the Most Unwelcomed Cover of 2023; for making their own version of the same titled song by Billy Joel, for being nostalgic about nostalgia by referencing most of the things happened between 1989-2023, also for its outdated 2000s sound)\n1. Meghan Trainor - \"Mother\" (got the Iggy Azalea Memorial award for the Worst Song of 2023; Buckley did a Musical Autopsy for this song, but broke the rule because Buckley heavily expressed his dislike for this song; for being extermely hypocritical)\nHonourable mentions\nIce Spice & Nicki Minaj - \"Princess Diana\" (for its unacceptable references of Princess Diana)\nKim Petras & Nicki Minaj - \"Alone\" (for sampling Alice Deejay's Better Off Alone)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5IgjP7X4th6nMNDh4akUHb", "title":"Under The Influence", "artist":"Chris Brown", "danceability":0.733, "valence":0.31, "speechiness":0.0427, "fres":97.4316666667, "vocabComplex":0.474025974, "sentenceLength":77.0, "avgSyllable":2.0087719298, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nKido, Kido\nK-K-Kido on the beat, better run it back\n[Verse 1]\nFuckin' \nRobitussin\nI don't know why this shit\u2005got\u2005me lazy right\u2005now, yeah\nCan't do Percocets or Molly\u2005(Molly)\nI'm turnin' one, tryna live it up here right, right, right\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBaby, you can\nRide it, ooh, yeah\nBring it over to my place\nAnd you be like\n\"Baby, who cares?\"\nBut I know you care\nBring it over to my place\n[Chorus]\nYou don't know what you did, did to me\nYour body lightweight, speaks to me\nI don't know what you did, did to me\nYour body lightweight, speaks to me\n[Post-Chorus]\n('Cane on it)\nYeah\nYeah (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3JmmzgSs6VvBa3gQzcijsm", "title":"When It Comes To You", "artist":"Fridayy", "danceability":0.526, "valence":0.342, "speechiness":0.164, "fres":99.8223969252, "vocabComplex":0.3913043478, "sentenceLength":322.0, "avgSyllable":2.4259259259, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI done gave my heart to you, fell in the deep end\nYou done came into my life while I was sinkin'\nI been on that type of time with demons\nAll the time\u205fI\u205fwas\u205foutside, I was\u205fcreepin'\nIt was love\u205fat first sight, girl, when you walked in\nCouldn't look deep in your eyes 'cause I'd get locked in\nYou was hurtin' deep inside and you was broken\nBut I was on the other side and didn't notice\n[Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh, I won't waste no time\nI won't waste my time when it comes to you\nPut my pride aside, give it all to you\nPut my pride aside, no (Oh)\nGirl, I won't waste no time\nI won't waste no time when it comes to you\nPut my pride aside, give it all to you\nPut my pride aside, give it all to\n[Verse 2]\nPullin' up fast to you\n223 bust rounds for you\nAll eyes on me, got me feelin' like Pac, but I'd do it all for you\nDon't get caught up in them lies before you know the truth\nI'd be down to risk it all if you ask me to\nAin't playin' with your heart 'cause that's too much to lose\nYou puttin' up a wall but you ain't bulletproof\nI done got it out the mud, ain't got nothin' to prove\nTryna open up your mind and see a clearer view (Ooh, ooh, mm-mm)\nAll the times I made you wait for me, no more (Mm-mm, nah, nah, nah)\nBut I was on the other side and didn't notice", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"26b3oVLrRUaaybJulow9kz", "title":"People", "artist":"Libianca", "danceability":0.573, "valence":0.693, "speechiness":0.0678, "fres":95.05430006, "vocabComplex":0.4322916667, "sentenceLength":32.0, "avgSyllable":2.1013513514, "lyrics":"[Intro: Libianca]\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nMhmm, mhmm\nFrom Bamenda, it's Libianca\nOh-oh (\nA-yo, Mage, you made a bang\n)\n[Refrain: Libianca]\nI've been drinking more alcohol for the past five days\nDid you check on me?\nNow, did you look for me?\nI walked in the room, eyes are red and I don't smoke banga\nDid you check on me? (Did you check on me?)\nNow, did you notice me?\n[Verse 1: Libianca]\nNobody wey know the paranoia oh\n'Cause I put a smile on my face\nA fa\u00e7ade you can never face (Ooh)\nAnd if you don't know me well, well, oh\nYou won't see how buried I am inside my grave\nInside my grave\n[Chorus: Libianca]\n'Cause you see peopl\u0435, people, peopl\u0435, people\nDon't really know you\nThey don't really know you\n'Cause you see people, people, people\nThey don't really know you\nThey don't really know\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4yLyVdEqV790aIXyGif85v", "title":"Red Sky", "artist":"21 Savage, Tommy Newport & Mikky Ekko", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.395, "speechiness":0.0774, "fres":102.2459462366, "vocabComplex":0.5633333333, "sentenceLength":100.0, "avgSyllable":2.4431372549, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tommy Newport]\nRed sky bleedin' from my eye\nTides risin' up to new highs\nI turn my back to the wind\nSlowly driftin' away\nI hear the night sing (Welcome to your new\u2014)\nWelcome to your new\u2014\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nIt's fourth and inches, I'm sendin' a blitz\nLive on the toilet, I stay on my shit\nYou say we opps, but you stay on my dick\nMy shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit\nThey be on Twitter like, \"When he gon' miss?\"\nSay I fell off, but I fell in his bitch\nFuck yo' white flag, I ain't tellin' 'em shit\nI play it cool and hand brodie the blick\nBlick out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich\nNow you can't drop no more music 'cause shit\nHow you jump right on that song and then snitch?\nNigga, you sassy and wrong as a bitch\nSay the wrong thing and get put on that list\nThis is a warning 'cause Savag\u0435 don't diss\nBetter thank me that yo' ass still \u0435xist\n'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick\nShe don't look good without makeup, I'm stiff\nDon't fuck with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch\nDiamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist\nWatch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists\nDraco brown like a Hershey\nHang out the window and blow 'em a kiss\nHang out the window and wave at his bitch\nGun smoke, I take it far when I'm pissed", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7JqH46zlr7XV7vMBt4slE6", "title":"Scared Of My Guitar", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.475, "valence":0.343, "speechiness":0.0518, "fres":98.2959822804, "vocabComplex":0.527027027, "sentenceLength":111.0, "avgSyllable":2.5956284153, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nPerfect, easy, so good to me\nSo why's there \na pit in my gut\n in the shape of you?\nDistract myself, say it's somethin' else\nMaybe I'm just overwhelmed, maybe I'm confused\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBarely sleep when you sleep next to me\nBut I keep thinkin' I'll find a cure\nI say that I'm fine, I tell you all the time\nI've never felt so happy and sure\n[Chorus]\nBut I'm so scared of my guitar\n'Cause it cuts right through to the heart\nYeah, it knows me too well so I got no excuse\nI can't lie to it the same way that I lie to you\nI'm so scared of my guitar\nIf I play it, then I'll think too hard\nOnce you let the thought in, then it's already done\nSo I'll lay in your arms and pretend that it's love\n[Verse 2]\nIf I was brave and noble like you\nI'd have the nerve to just stop stringin' you along\nBut I'm not half as decent as you\nI'd rather be tied to someone, even if they're wrong", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1DnSNqCQM3LUxqFuXt184Q", "title":"Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas", "artist":"Michael Buble", "danceability":0.275, "valence":0.195, "speechiness":0.0321, "fres":91.0327457795, "vocabComplex":0.5403225806, "sentenceLength":124.0, "avgSyllable":3.0614035088, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHave yourself a merry little Christmas\nLet your heart be light\nFrom now on\nOur troubles will be out of sight\n[Verse 2]\nHave yourself a merry little Christmas\nMake the Yuletide gay\nFrom now on\nOur troubles will be miles away\n[Bridge]\nHere we are as in olden days\nHappy golden days of yore\nFaithful friends who are dear to us\nGather near to us once more\n[Verse 3]\nThrough the years\nWe all will be together\nIf the fates allow\nHang a shining star upon the highest bough\nAnd have yourself a merry little Christmas now\n[Bridge]\nFaithful friends who are dear to us\nGather near to us once more", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7kSBvPr9it26XjylB5LJkx", "title":"Barely Holdin' On", "artist":"Polo G", "danceability":0.722, "valence":0.544, "speechiness":0.15, "fres":92.9863809998, "vocabComplex":0.5487364621, "sentenceLength":138.5, "avgSyllable":2.5198237885, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nHuh, huh, uh, uh \n(\n808 Mafia\n)\nHuh, huh, uh, uh\nHuh, huh, uh, uh\n[Chorus]\nBarely holdin' on\nThis life gets scary as it goes on\nBurdens while we carry on\nI ain't perfect, spare me if I'm wrong\nHope my secrets get buried when I'm gone\nStarin' at the writin' on these headstones\nThey keep on tryna tear me, but I'm strong\nThat's what you wanted to tell me all along\n[Verse 1]\nAin't hard to figure him out 'cause all his thoughts was tweeted\nWe blew some shots to shut him up, that's why his top was leakin'\n'Cause I ain't never seen a nigga from his coffin speakin'\nWe picked that nigga off, he ain't think that we saw him creepin'\nSometimes I miss them days when me and bro was off it, tweakin'\nI hate September 18th, that's when we lost a demon\nWhy the real ones always leave? That's what I get exhausted thinkin'\nCan't be ungrateful 'bout this life, you know we fought to see it\nI'd rather you hate me while I'm here than love me when I'm dead\nThey sent that text that Twinnem checked, couldn't stomach what I read\nLike life been pushin' me too far and I'm stuck on the edge\nDon't wanna party, I'll stay in this lonely room instead\nAnd I'm just\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1ZpPaBDswjV3VSUKqLDXPE", "title":"23", "artist":"Chayce Beckham", "danceability":0.626, "valence":0.428, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":95.4624242424, "vocabComplex":0.5416666667, "sentenceLength":216.0, "avgSyllable":2.4098360656, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nSimple as my mama said when I was very young\nShe told me, \"Not to worry, son, one day, you'll be someone\"\nBut here I am at twenty-one as loaded as a stagecoach shotgun\nI'm sorry, Mama, please don't look at me\n[Verse 2]\nWhen I got to Oklahoma, I was seventeen\nMy papa taught me how to work, and Lord, he was mean\nWorkin' all day in that August heat\nAnd he taught me how to fish, my uncle taught me how to drink\n[Verse 3]\nWell, I went to California and I had me a band\nAnd we played in all the bars in all the southern lands\nWe played all night and we drank for free\nAll of my boys and me\n[Chorus]\nNow I'm twenty-three\nAnd th\u0435re ain't nobody who can drink like me\nSoon, I'll b\u0435 twenty-four\nAnd the Lord knows that I can't drink no more\nI know I shoulda taken it slow\nIt's not the way that my life goes\nNow I know\nWhen you're passed out on the floor\nYou're sober by twenty-four", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5L3ecxQnQ9qTBmnLQiwf0C", "title":"K-POP", "artist":"Travis Scott, Bad Bunny & The Weeknd", "danceability":0.814, "valence":0.535, "speechiness":0.0619, "fres":56.755, "vocabComplex":0.8666666667, "sentenceLength":15.0, "avgSyllable":1.75, "lyrics":"[Intro: Travis Scott]\nGonna pop, baby\nVemo'\n[Instrumental]", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"70ToiXlzl8N1EgfC07ZcZE", "title":"Ice Attack", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.555, "valence":0.456, "speechiness":0.356, "fres":78.0846052632, "vocabComplex":0.5369127517, "sentenceLength":149.0, "avgSyllable":2.2382978723, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Verse]\nCan't put too much on, might catch a ice attack\nFortieth anniversary, flooded VVS\nTrappin' it out the foreign, I might crash and wreck\nI'm buyin' out the department, goin' to galaxy\nI'm prayin' to find a plug to bring me Actavis\nBought a crib in every city, I forget my address\nI been hustlin' since a kid, I was just a adolescent\nI done ran up a Richard Millie, I can't stop finessin'\nGot to practice what I preach, I'm buyin' my bitch baguettes\nI got money, but ain't got time, these hoes gettin' too obsessed\nWent shoppin' out in Europe, shut down Javier\nLaced in Balenci' and got Marni on my body gear\nLook on Google, I been gettin' way richer \u0435very year\nPlay with Scooter and I'ma s\u0435nd a nigga outta here\n[Segue]\nYou mean, you don't trust the police?\nIn my business, you don't trust anybody\n[Part II]\n[Chorus]\nMetro Boomin, he a millionaire, fuck it, take it back\nMetro Boomin havin' cheese now, these niggas nothin' but rats\nI been drankin' codeine, steady rockin' these baguettes\nI can feel this money, power, got these niggas so upset\nI can't worry about the flawed shit, these flawless on my neck\nWent banoodles on the dog ass ho, that's all\nGo paradin' whenever, I just spazz out, uh\nDripped in Louis V bandana, I got my rag out, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4uUG5RXrOk84mYEfFvj3cK", "title":"I'm Good (Blue)", "artist":"David Guetta & Bebe Rexha", "danceability":0.561, "valence":0.304, "speechiness":0.0343, "fres":91.8263157895, "vocabComplex":0.2430278884, "sentenceLength":251.0, "avgSyllable":2.3085714286, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\nBaby, I'ma have the best fuckin' night of my life\nAnd wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride\nBaby, don't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\n'Cause I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\nBaby, I'ma have the best fuckin' night of my life\nAnd wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride\nBaby, don't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\n[Drop]\nDon't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\n[Verse]\nYou know I'm down for whatever tonight\nI don't need the finer things in life\nNo matter where I go, it's a good time, yeah\nAnd I, I don't need to sit in VIP\nMiddle of the floor, that's where I'll be\nDon't got a lot, but that's enough for me, yeah\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright\nBaby, I'ma have the best fuckin' night of my life\nAnd wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride\nBaby, don't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1WTdZjiHI4vYnENXLn69x0", "title":"Are You Gone Already", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.557, "valence":0.154, "speechiness":0.206, "fres":98.4785890884, "vocabComplex":0.474137931, "sentenceLength":58.0, "avgSyllable":2.2513368984, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj]\nWhat you doin', Papa?\n Hi\nNo, uh-uh, say hi\n[Chorus: Billie Eilish]\nDon't you know I'm no good for you?\nI've\u2005learned\u2005to lose you,\u2005can't afford to\nTore my shirt to\u2005stop you bleedin'\nBut nothin' ever stops you leavin'\nQuiet when I'm comin' home and I'm on my own\n[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & \nBillie Eilish\n]\nYou never got to meet Papa\n (\nI could lie, sa\ny I like it like that\n)\nHe sweet proper, he keep Mama on my toes\n (\nLike it like that\n)\nI needed help, you booked a flight\n (\nI could lie, and say I like it like that\n)\nIn three days, you'd meet Papa (\nLike it like that\n, mm)\nThe waiting, the gazing\nThe painting, the raging\nThe ravin', the pacing\nThe praying, the shaking\nI must admit, I was breaking\nI must admit, I was taking\nI must admit, my heart was racing\nTelephone ring, he didn't make it\nI just believed you'd awaken\nA memory in the makin'\nCall me\nWon't you call me? (Call)\nWill you?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7omJfT9s6V2IpQNBYyq5C8", "title":"My House", "artist":"Beyonce", "danceability":0.494, "valence":0.512, "speechiness":0.343, "fres":105.5788714734, "vocabComplex":0.3540983607, "sentenceLength":17.9411764706, "avgSyllable":1.8818565401, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Intro]\nHere we go\n[Refrain]\nOh\n, who they came to see? Me\nWho rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat\nUh, oh\nUh, oh\nWho let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who?\nWho let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who?\nOh, oh\nWho let my goons out that house? Uh, uh, who?\nWho out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who?\n[Verse]\nMe and my thug bae gon' slide tonight (\nSlide tonight\n)\nCall the paparazzi, ain't got clips to hide tonight (\nBoom, pow\n)\nCash out this pain, call Lorraine (\nSchwartz\n)\nThen take me to Tiffany, I want forty-four karats on my fangs (\nBling, ah\n)\nI want pink diamonds on my belly chain and my nipple rings (\nGrrah\n)\nI'm grabbin' grain\n, sippin' sideways on this candy paint (Candy paint; \ndamn, damn\n)\nI'm done savin' this money, tonight we gon' ball out (\nWe gon' ball out\n)\nYou can catch me highsidin', drinkin' brown liquor 'til I fall out (\n'Til fall out\n)\nPlaya, \nwho let these goons out the house?\n Huh, huh, who?\nWho out there talkin' all that mouth? Huh, huh, who?\nWho they came to see? Me\nWho reppin' like me?\nDon't make me get up out of my seat\nDon't make me come up off of this beat, huh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1xnAVO60FwWTRa7LJPoNKG", "title":"Long Journey", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.656, "valence":0.418, "speechiness":0.14, "fres":94.8634043561, "vocabComplex":0.4779874214, "sentenceLength":318.0, "avgSyllable":2.496124031, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMhm\nLook, look\n[Verse]\nRollin' up back to back, got the smoke in my lungs\nYoung nigga on the block with his hand on his gun (Grrah)\nOne up top, 'cause they prepared where I'm from\nLet your nuts drop, you can't be scared where I'm from\nFast forward, grandma, pray for your baby (\nPray for your baby\n)\nMama, look at your son, I finally made it\nThat rap shit you hated takin' me places\nMy life been so crazy, just a lil' teenager\nI never thought that I could take it from out of my hood\nI know they thought I was crazy, just misunderstood (\nMisunderstood\n)\nI swear I love goin' on tour, the feelin' is good\nIf I could wrap my arms around this memory, man, I would\n'Cause when I'm fresh off the road, my heart start breakin'\nI don't know where to go, young, rich, lost, and famous\nI'm in love with miss lady, but I just can't take it\nEvery day, I been prayin' I become more patient\nAnd I know the sayin', more money, more problems, nah\nMore money, more people with they money problems lookin' for you to solve 'em\nBut I thank God for the dough, tell 'em fifty for a show\nAnd I see niggas hatin', but God watchin'\nGotta stay prayed up, \nmy God got me\nLife ain't easy, but every day, it's a blessing\nThis life that I'm living, sometimes it's wild and hectic (\nYes, it is\n)\nIt's hectic, but\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"37CoOXIsgF3NzbK1zHZetk", "title":"Mona Lisa", "artist":"Dominic Fike", "danceability":0.759, "valence":0.445, "speechiness":0.12, "fres":96.1296222381, "vocabComplex":0.4811320755, "sentenceLength":212.0, "avgSyllable":2.7553191489, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMona Lisa, ayy\nMona Lisa\n[Chorus]\nLove is when you try to place it out your mind\nBut you can't turn a radio down\nAnd you can't think of anyone else\nAnd love is when you try to make it out alive\nBut you can't turn a radio down\nAnd you can't think of anyone else\n[Verse 1]\nUh-huh, look, I can see your face in the Parisian paintings\nThe Mona Lisa\nI can hear your voice in the streets and the TV stations\nAnd the police's\nI can feel the strings on my wrist, I don't need these bracelets\nOf all the things that she keeps in cages\nUh-huh, I'm her leastest favorite\nUh-huh, and she said\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"I was 'bout to give you all of me on all the weekends\nAnd all I wanted was apologies and all of your bed,\" uh\nOver my heels and fallin' on my head\nBut all of my feels were already dead\nAnd if I could rewind it for you\nIf you could remind me of\nWhat I felt before I fell for your idea of love out here", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1nQaTUDJ7Rc4yOvZmg9Ozr", "title":"Mmhmm", "artist":"BigXthaPlug", "danceability":0.93, "valence":0.962, "speechiness":0.331, "fres":92.6854945055, "vocabComplex":0.5245283019, "sentenceLength":265.0, "avgSyllable":2.1682242991, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nAyo, BandPlay\n)\nAyy\n(\nLet the BandPlay\n)\n[Verse 1]\nI just went, bought a watch with a whole lot of diamonds to show all these niggas it's my time\nTook a trip out to Cali' to hang with the Crips, make a play, and get high off that zaza\nI say RIP Kobe, a nigga so fly, when I ball, I'll fuck around, skydive\nSo much chicken on me, could've went bought a Williams, a Rudy's, a big-ass Popeye's\nIn a whole different bracket, this life is immaculate\nIf you hit me for 'bows, then you know that I'm taxin\n'\nKeep buying clothes, that shit still in the packages\nIf he say that he robbed me, he cappin' then\nReally know niggas throw sevens like Kaepernick\nYou not blind, th\u0435n you see that we havin' it\nKnown in my city, so no, I'm not average\nCam\u0435 a long way from dope in the cabinet\n[Chorus]\nNiggas know that I step (Uh-huh)\nAnd the gang that I rep (Uh-huh)\nWent to Solomon, iced out the ten, put six hundred on all of our neck (Uh-huh)\nPaid in full like Mitch (Mhm)\nReally havin' this shit (Mhm)\nGot off of that step, started rapping and six months later, I'm rich (Mhm)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7vQbuQcyTflfCIOu3Uzzya", "title":"Jingle Bell Rock", "artist":"Bobby Helms", "danceability":0.754, "valence":0.806, "speechiness":0.0363, "fres":87.9092329545, "vocabComplex":0.371257485, "sentenceLength":167.0, "avgSyllable":2.9051094891, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nJingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock\nJingle bells swing and jingle bells ring\nSnowin' and blowin' up \nbushels\n of fun\nNow, the jingle hop has begun\n[Verse 2]\nJingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock\nJingle bells chime in jingle bell time\nDancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square\nIn the frosty air\n[Bridge]\nWhat a bright time, it's the right time\nTo rock the night away\nJingle bell time is a swell time\nTo go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh\n[Verse 3]\nGiddy up, jingle horse, pick up your feet\nJingle around the clock\nMix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet\nThat's the jingle bell rock\n[Verse 4]\nJingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock\nJingle bells chime in jingle bell time\nDancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square\nIn the frosty air", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5vZoQQ1hH5L2s4Y8G86ksg", "title":"Angels Don't Always Have Wings", "artist":"Thomas Rhett", "danceability":0.527, "valence":0.23, "speechiness":0.0283, "fres":97.2890067912, "vocabComplex":0.4612068966, "sentenceLength":116.0, "avgSyllable":2.5647668394, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI don't talk to God like you always tell me I should\nI don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would\nYeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn\nYou're the last thing on earth I deserve\n[Chorus]\nYou shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock, and said adios\nTo my selfish heart, tore it apart, and left me alone\nDon't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me\nMaybe angels don't always have wings\n[Verse 2]\nI ain't that type of guy that miracles wake up next to\nFor too long, I didn't know what I had but, dang, these days I do\nIf I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair\nBut one look at you and I'm there\n[Chorus]\nYou shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock, and said adios\nTo my selfish heart, tore it apart, and left me alone\nDon't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me\nMaybe angels don't always have\n[Bridge]\nWings and halos\nBut hey, what do I know?\n'Cause I dang near drug one through hell", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2mpoNBkngUEwnaKoBhZ0vl", "title":"PRC", "artist":"Peso Pluma X Natanael Cano", "danceability":0.784, "valence":0.893, "speechiness":0.0538, "fres":85.4418025078, "vocabComplex":0.6883116883, "sentenceLength":179.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3716475096, "lyrics":"Sam Smith - I'm Not Here To Make Friends\nROSAL\u00cdA - LLYLM\nThe Kid LAROI - Love Again\nAva Max - Ghost\nCordae - Two Tens\nPopcaan - Aboboyaa\nDaniel Caesar - Do You Like Me?\nLil Yachty - sAy sOMETHINg\nRauw Alejandro - PANTIES Y BRASIERES\nGorillaz - Silent Running\nP!nk - TRUSTFALL\nSG Lewis - Oh Laura\nZach Bryan - Dawns\nStephen Sanchez - Evangeline\nChl\u00f6e - Pray It Away\nRae Sremmurd - Sucka Or Sum\nEST Gee - IF I STOP NOW\nSam Smith - Lose You\nTyler Hubbard - Small Town Me\nQuinn XCII & AJR - Too Late\nSamia - Honey\nMaisie Peters - Body Better\nSkrillex & Bladee - Real Spring\nWhite Reaper - Bozo\ncharlieonnafriday - That's What I Get\nLuke Combs - Growin' Up and Gettin' Old\nEll\u0435 King - Lucky\nRuel - MUST BE NICE\nCharlotte Sands - Alright\nKSI - Voices\nSam Smith & Ed Sheeran - Who W\u0435 Love\nAya Nakamura & Myke Towers - T'as peur\nQ - LUV (I KNOW I WANT THIS FOR REAL)\nMedium Build - Gimme Back My Soul\nkhai dreams - Not Enough\nZara Larsson - Can't Tame Her\nFall Out Boy - Heartbreak Feels So Good\nMau P - Gimme That Bounce\nSleazyWorld Go - Robbers and Villains\nZack Bia - Hardcore\nPaty B - ALERGICA\nPeso Pluma & Natanael Cano - PRC\nSans Soucis - Merchants\nAlexander 23 - How To Drive\nRita Ora - You Only Love Me\nCheat Codes & Lady A - Something's Coming\nsombr - weak\nmidwxst - Tally\nPVRIS - GODDESS\nXG - SHOOTING STAR\nslowthai - Selfish\nPheelz - Stand By You\nRiovaz - U Neva\nVintage Culture - If I Live Forever\nCochise - LONG WAY\nRich Brian - Sundance Freestyle\nEric Bellinger - Decide\nChristian Nodal & TINI - Por el Resto de Tu Vida\nJOSEPH - Nervous System\nCole Swindell - Drinkaby\ndee holt - Better\nKing Tuff - How I Love\nBas - Diamonds\nBonobo - Fold\nTOMORROW X TOGETHER - Sugar Rush Ride\nKnock2 - Rock Ur World\nKayla Rae - Blue\nDa' T.R.U.T.H. - Grey Hair\nTom Grennan - Here\nWaterparks - REAL SUPER DARK\nDaisy Jones & The Six - Regret Me\nKimbra - foolish thinking\nBlondshell - Joiner\nquinnie - flounder\nThe Arcs - A Man Will Do Wrong\nAly & AJ - Baby Lay Your Head Down\njoan - nervous\nPony Bradshaw - Go Down, Appalachia\nKrooked Kings - Sick of Being Young\nKevin Ross - Look My Way\nTEEN BLUSH - Pity Sex\nFrost Children - FLATLINE\nAlice Longyu Gao - H\u00eb\u0142l\u0153 K\u012ftt\u00ff\nMozzy - Every Night\nMr Eazi - Werser\nLondon Brew - Miles Chases New Voodoo In The Church\ntana - hope you feel the same\nWanMor - Mine\nCathedral Bells - Clinging to the Ground\nVIC MENSA - STRAWBERRY LOUIS VUITTON\nTyla - Been Thinking\nBlack Caviar - Running For Cover\nLady Moon - Wild Geese\nDave Matthews Band - Madman's Eyes\nRay Vaughn - Sandcastles\nghost orchard - all in\nPrentiss - i tried\nRed Leather - DAKOTA\nBAYBE - Dinner For One", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4muwDurKeVOB1WBjTVRWlD", "title":"War Bout It", "artist":"Lil Durk Featuring 21 Savage", "danceability":0.732, "valence":0.436, "speechiness":0.241, "fres":93.8628835658, "vocabComplex":0.3555555556, "sentenceLength":108.0, "avgSyllable":2.0101265823, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Durk]\nYeah\nLet me pop my shit, nigga\nUh, let me pop my shit\nLet me pop my shit (Go)\n[Verse 1: Lil Durk]\nI just sent that boy two thousand, he ain't never post my album (Go)\nHe ain't never shot his gun for me for free, I'm bein' a thousand (Go)\nYou did what you did, I left you 'round my kids, I gave you power (Go)\nI told bro, \"Go hit your main opps,\" knowin' damn well they ain't ours (Man, what?)\nI just swapped some Glocks from two, three of them blocks, ain't let a round off (Give me that)\nAnd them niggas heard they mans scream, they gotta turn the sound off (Give me that)\nFuck what it seem, I'm goin' off what I seen, bitch, get a pound off (Pussy)\nOne opp nineteen, he bringin' my brother to school, they knocked his gown off\nI call\u0435d Mak OG, I got lil' bro a lawyer, hundred thousand (Thou')\nLook at Fyndee Boyy, he touch on littl\u0435 boys, he pedophilin' (Nasty)\nUp my gun on one of the opp' blogs, them boys gon' televise it (Yeah)\nI can't name the shit I'm behind, but I can make my mama prouder (On Pluto grave)\nI seen lil' bro one nigga outside his socks, he brag about it (Nigga brag about it)\nWhy you bring your cousin around? You know he a rat, let's talk about it\n (Cheese, haha)\nSee, the biggest hoes, they be the biggest hoes, let's talk about it (Let's talk)\nAnd the city know I know too many moes, CoKilla valid (On Stone)\n[Chorus: Lil Durk & \n21 Savage\n]\nIf you ever been involved, you can't talk about it (Shh)\nI seen a killer do an interview, he tellin', tellin' (You fucked me up)\nWhy you ain't never clear that rumor up? You know I'm valid (You fucked me up)\nSee, I ain't respond on Instagram, I know how to go about it (I know how to go about it)\nSince he died, just come outside and go to war about him (Bitch-ass)\nHe say, \"No,\" I'm thinkin' he let a ho got him (Go, go, no)\nHe say, \"No,\" I say, \"Let's go to war about it\" (Go, go, no)\nWhere he go? You better know the morgue got him (\nYeah\n, man, what?)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5Q0Nhxo0l2bP3pNjpGJwV1", "title":"Party In The U.S.A.", "artist":"Miley Cyrus", "danceability":0.652, "valence":0.47, "speechiness":0.042, "fres":93.4180779651, "vocabComplex":0.5230769231, "sentenceLength":97.5, "avgSyllable":2.4903225806, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI hopped off the plane at LAX\nWith a dream and my cardigan\nWelcome to the land of fame excess (Woah)\nAm I gonna fit in?\nJumped in the cab, here I am for the first time\nLook to my right, and I see the Hollywood sign\nThis is all so crazy\nEverybody seems so famous\n[Pre-Chorus]\nMy tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick\nToo much pressure and I'm nervous\nThat's when the taxi man turned on the radio\nAnd a JAY-Z song was on\nAnd a JAY-Z song was on\nAnd a JAY-Z song was on\n[Chorus]\nSo I put my hands up\nThey're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away\nI'm noddin' my head like, \"Yeah\"\nMovin' my hips like, \"Yeah\"\nI got my hands up, they're playin' my song\nI know I'm gonna be okay\nYeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.\u00a0\nYeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.\u00a0", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4NioO5R9sHEZh4cGzMHyNt", "title":"Say Don't Go (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.626, "valence":0.192, "speechiness":0.0342, "fres":97.5605769231, "vocabComplex":0.5325443787, "sentenceLength":33.8, "avgSyllable":2.2950819672, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI've known it from the very start\nWe\u2019re a shot in the darkest dark\nOh no, oh no, I'm unarmed\nThe waiting is a sadness\nFading into madness\nOh no, oh no, it won't stop\n[Refrain]\nI\u2019m standin' on a tightrope alone\nI hold my breath a little bit longer\nHalfway out the door, but it won't close\nI'm holdin' out hope for you to\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSay, \"Don't go\"\nI would stay forever if you say, \"Don't go\"\n[Chorus]\nWhy'd you have to lead me on?\nWhy\u2019d you have to twist the knife?\nWalk away and leave me bleedin\u2019, bleedin'?\nWhy\u2019d you whisper in the dark\nJust to leave me in the night?\nNow your silence has me screamin', screamin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7aRCf5cLOFN1U7kvtChY1G", "title":"Search & Rescue", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.817, "valence":0.544, "speechiness":0.0734, "fres":102.0519540331, "vocabComplex":0.4264705882, "sentenceLength":102.0, "avgSyllable":2.0411764706, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nI-I'm\n)\nSADPONY\nAyy \n(\nI-I'm\n)\n, yeah\nBNYX\n[Chorus]\nI need someone to be patient with me\nSomeone to get money with, not take it from me, look\nThey don't even need to be as famous as me\nI don't think I'll meet 'em at the places I be\n \n(\nI-I-I\n)\nBut deep down I think about you all day, mami\nI know I'm a pitbull, but dale, mami\nI just wanna take you on a holiday, mami\nSay what's on your mind, I'm a call away, mami\n[Post-Chorus]\nCome and rescue me (Woah)\nTake me out the club (What?), take me out the trap\n \n(\nI-I-I\n)\nTake me off the market, take me off the map\nI'm tryna hit the group chat and tell '\u0435m it's a\u2014\nCome and rescue m\u0435\nTake me out the club, take me out the trap\nTake me off the market, take me off the map\nI'm tryna hit the group chat and tell 'em it's a wrap", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6ALiIRPSgKaMRu5PDBZvN8", "title":"Sad Songs", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.589, "valence":0.439, "speechiness":0.201, "fres":87.5020094461, "vocabComplex":0.4830508475, "sentenceLength":354.0, "avgSyllable":2.4285714286, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Durk, \nBooka600\n]\n(\nSittin' and watchin' a Netflix movie on a Saturday\n)\nGo crazy, I'm textin' her right now\n(\nSittin' and watchin', kissin', huggin', fuckin', night and day\n)\nNah, for real, I'm textin' her right-right now\nThis song ain't even supposed to been like that (\nTouchofTrent be wildin' with it\n)\n[Verse 1: Lil Durk]\nPretty little thing, you just a pretty little liar\nGot on Pretty Little Thing, Van Cleef bracelet cost four thousand dollars\nAppreciate the lil' thing if it came from public housin'\nEighteen million for one tour, I'm so humble, ain't even announce it\nI like high-end restaurants, when I read the menu, I can't pronounce it\nI went toxic for two months, I showed the streets I don't need cancer\nEv\u0435r since we had car sex, sh\u0435 don't ever wanna wear panties\nShe like shoppin' on FarFetch, got me watchin' out for her package\nI was hard for so long, asked did I pop viagra\nI ain't send you home in an Uber, baby, I actually gave you my driver\nHad a model kissin' on the street bitch, but I'ma keep it between my family\nI'm cummin', she keep on suckin', I told her to stop, she grab my diamond\nI know how it feel to be lied on\nThis ain't gangster shit in my headphones, this a sad song\nI can't vent to you on a text message, it's read wrong\nHe talkin' to one of the most famous girls on my man's phone\n[Pre-Chorus: Booka600]\nI'm sorry, I'm so sorry\nI can't say sorry enough\nI'm so sorry, I'm so sorry\nI can't say it enough", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3IHt4j5uAEl7iBu8Utn985", "title":"Tried Our Best", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.57, "valence":0.231, "speechiness":0.0445, "fres":97.2729278075, "vocabComplex":0.4252336449, "sentenceLength":214.0, "avgSyllable":2.4860335196, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh\n[Verse 1]\nI swear that there's a list of places that I been with you, I wanna go without you\nJust so I can know what it's like to be there without havin' to argue\nSwear I didn't have the discipline to leave your ass at home, you make it hard to\nThis life'll take a lot of listenin' to one another, shouldn't have involved you\nI know not to lie, oh\nLeave you at home if I wanna have a good night\nLeave you at home if I wanna have a good time\nPeace of mind\nLeave you at home, bein' honest with you sometim\u0435s, I might\nLeave you at home, blu\u0435 bubbles blowin' my line, hard times\nStressed out, bad vibes\n[Chorus: Drake \nwith \nTy Dolla $ign\n]\nTreat you like\nTreated you like\nYou're one of mine\nTreated you\nTreated you\nTreated you\n, treated you\nTreated you\n, treated you\nTreated you\n, treated you\nTreated you, treat you right\nTreat you right", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"70M5FBXSs1b1tJF2zywHyP", "title":"Pink Birthday", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.766, "valence":0.7, "speechiness":0.058, "fres":97.1146153846, "vocabComplex":0.4475806452, "sentenceLength":248.0, "avgSyllable":2.2153846154, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAh, ah, ah, ah\nAh, ah, ah, ah\nAh, ah, ah, ah, ah\n[Chorus]\nI'ma make you feel like it's your special day\nI'm about to decorate, let's celebrate\nI won't hesitate to anything you say, mm (Anything you say)\nIt's okay, it's your day, it's your way\nHappy pink birthday\nHappy pink birthday\nHappy pink birthday\n[Verse]\nUh, \nit's your party, you can do what you want to\nGot the champagne, got your favorite blunts too\nDo the six-nine 'fore we do the one-two\nOn call and fuck me like you want to\nVanilla ice cream comin' down my ass cheeks\nThese them throw it back, make it clap cheeks\nHe like the way I smell, PF2\nHe bend me up, pre-etzel\nI let him have his cake and I let him eat it too\nHe Mike Jack and, yeah, I let him beat it too\nPink birthday card, this for me to you (Hey)\nLowkey 'cause we just that ill now (Ill now)\nAin't never had a ill bitch 'til now ('Til now)\nPost a pic, got him jackin' like Jill now (Jill now)\nBreak the internet at will now (Will now)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5pIVEk6Di7n1v5khOzJaJL", "title":"Overtime", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.377, "valence":0.26, "speechiness":0.0364, "fres":88.8961796537, "vocabComplex":0.5884773663, "sentenceLength":81.0, "avgSyllable":2.5867346939, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nThey're going real fast and real left, son\nThey're going fast and left\nFuck yeah, woohoo\n[Verse 1]\nHey there, darlin', won't you love me down?\nI'm fifty one miles out in interstate town\nI just decided I ain't keepin' quiet and I'm free\nI lost my family to a bad disease\nI got a mean, mean gene in my family tree\nThat grows in grandfather, and his daughters, and me, you see?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I wanna stay humble, I wanna stay hungry\nI wanna hear my father say that he loves me\nI never gave a shit about being arrogant anyway\n[Chorus]\nSo hold on tight\n'Cause I'll be working ov\u0435rtime\nThey told me that I couldn't and I shouldn't \u0435ven try\nEver since I was a child, been workin' for a while, overtime\n[Verse 2]\nThey said I's a wanna-be cowboy from a cut throat town\nWith tattooed skin and nobody around\n\"Your songs sound the same, you'll never make a name for yourself\"\nBut I been scrapin' by my whole damn life\nAnd granddaddy worked a double 'til the day he died\nSaid, \"Never let this worlds earthly pride get you down\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5ya0TmUQw2wHMkq36rPsnd", "title":"World On Fire", "artist":"Nate Smith", "danceability":0.461, "valence":0.411, "speechiness":0.0429, "fres":103.7431801963, "vocabComplex":0.5364238411, "sentenceLength":151.0, "avgSyllable":2.6451612903, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nGirl, when you called it quits\nYou could have done it right\nYou coulda left this town out of it\nWhen you said goodbye\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou ruined everything I love\nRipped my heart right out my chest\nGirl, it's like there ain't nothing left\n[Chorus]\nYou set my world on fire\nYeah, it's all long gone\nI'm watching flames get higher\nAnd I can't move on\nI just gotta let it burn, burn, burn on down\nGirl, without you it don't turn, turn, turn around\nYou set my world on fire\nYou set my world on fire\n[Verse 2]\nCan't hit that corner bar\nCan't even ride them roads\nDon't know my way around this place\nI can't see through the smoke", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2MjXWroB9wlTG2kqv3avfS", "title":"Get It Sexyy", "artist":"Sexyy Red", "danceability":0.806, "valence":0.536, "speechiness":0.287, "fres":99.0170617111, "vocabComplex":0.4290657439, "sentenceLength":289.0, "avgSyllable":1.5947368421, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nTay Keith, fuck these niggas up\nBaow, baow, baow, baow\nGrraow, baow, baow, baow\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nIt's Sexyy\n[Chorus]\nSlim thick, caramel skin\n5'5\", this bitch a ten (Yeah)\nHair done, bills paid\nCatch me slidin' in a Benz (Vyoom)\nI ain't lookin' for no man\nAin\u2019t recruitin' no new friends\nLouis bag filled with bands\nGo on, Sexyy, do your dance\nUh, uh (Get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (Get it, Sexyy)\nUh, uh (Get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (Get it, Sexyy)\n[Verse 1]\nYeah, boy, you know this ass super fat (I ain't lyin', though)\nFuck me good, I'm throwin' that shit back (I'm his favorite hoe)\nHe wanna kiss me all over my tats (Uh, uh, uh, uh, I'ma let him, though)\nI'm so fuckin' sexy, they attack (All these niggas on go)\nFeel myself 'cause I know that I'm that (Yeah, bitch, on go)\nRidin' through St. Louis in a Scat (And I can't go slow)\nBustdown middle, pointer, and I got it black (I'm a big fine hoe)\nWalkin' through the club lookin' like a snack (But you knew that though)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2M9ro2krNb7nr7HSprkEgo", "title":"Fast Car", "artist":"Tracy Chapman", "danceability":0.711, "valence":0.194, "speechiness":0.037, "fres":92.8824713074, "vocabComplex":0.6020408163, "sentenceLength":196.0, "avgSyllable":2.8728323699, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou got a fast car\nI want a ticket to anywhere\nMaybe we make a deal\nMaybe together we can get somewhere\nAny place is better\nStarting from zero, got nothing to lose\nMaybe we'll make somethin'\nMe, myself, I got nothing to prove\n[Verse 2]\nYou got a fast car\nI got a plan to get us outta here\nIbeen working at the convenience store\nManaged to save just a little bit of money\nWon't have to drive too far\nJust across the border and into the city\nYou and I can both get jobs\nFinally see what it means to be living\n[Verse 3]\nSee, my old man's got a problem\nHe lives with a bottle, that's the way it is\nHe says his body's too old for workin'\nHis body's too young to look like his\nWhen mama went off and left him\nShe wanted more from life than he could give\nI said, \"Somebody's gotta take care of him\"\nI quit school and that's what I did", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2K7sv1mno9PvbXVBpqvSKn", "title":"Sneaky", "artist":"21 Savage", "danceability":0.742, "valence":0.312, "speechiness":0.149, "fres":97.265, "vocabComplex":0.496835443, "sentenceLength":316.0, "avgSyllable":2.2231759657, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nEvery time we link, it be sneaky\nAll my hoes clean, nigga, squeaky\nBuy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly\nI could tell she goin' by how she greet me\nYour baby daddy pussy, he ain't on nothin'\nIf he was in the spot, I'd make him store run\nSay you gettin' money, nigga, show somethin'\nSince everybody love him, let's see who post him\n[Verse 1]\nBoogers in the chain, yeah, it's snot\n (Mhm)\nI spend real-estate funds on a watch (Mhm)\nI'm on G Block, pussy, where it's hot (Mhm)\nNigga jumped inside my car and he got popped (Mhm)\nDon't be playin', all that t\u0435asin' got me rock (Mhm)\nGirl, you movin' way more wocky than my Wock' (Mhm)\nI wear Nik\u0435 Tech 'cause I don't like to shop\n (Mhm)\nGot her titties done, now she don't wear no bra\n (Mhm)\nTurn your phone off when you get inside my car (Mhm)\nHave some etiquette, lil' bitch, you with a star\n (Mhm)\nHead so good, she could eat ice cream with a straw (Mhm)\nI'm too fertile to be goin' in you raw\n (Mhm)\nWhen we fuckin', we get stuck 'cause I'm a dog (Mhm)\nIf your ex call one more time, I'm gettin' him robbed (Mhm)\nI write raps and give out smoke like it's my job (Mhm)\nAll these hoes past burned, they damn near charred (Mhm)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0G3RIYqJkylwEcIfSR11L1", "title":"Calm Down", "artist":"Rema & Selena Gomez", "danceability":0.801, "valence":0.802, "speechiness":0.0381, "fres":83.9926004673, "vocabComplex":0.4087591241, "sentenceLength":91.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.6527777778, "lyrics":"[Intro: Rema & \nSelena Gomez\n]\nVibez\nOh, no\nAnother banger\n[Chorus: Rema]\nBaby, calm down, calm down\nGirl, this your body e put in my heart for lockdown, for lockdown, oh, lockdown\nGirl, you sweet like Fanta, ooh, Fanta, ooh\nIf I tell you say, \"I love you\", you no dey form yanga-oh, oh, yanga-oh\nNo, tell me no, no, no, no, woah, woah, woah, woah\nOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nBaby, come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love\nYou got me like woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah\nShawty, come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love, hmm\n[Verse 1: Rema & \nSelena Gomez\n]\nI see this fine girl, for my party, she wear yellow\nEvery other girl they dey do too much, but this girl mellow\nNaim, I dey find situation, I go use take tell am \"Hello\"\nFinally, I find way to talk to the girl, but she no wan' follow\nWho you come dey form for? Woah (\nMhmm\n)\nWhy you no wan' conform? Woah (\nMhmm\n)\nThen I start to feel her bum-bum, woah (\nMhmm\n)\nBut she dey gimme small, small, woah\nI know say sh\u0435 sabi pass that one, one (\nMhmm\n)\nBut she feeling ins\u0435cure, woah\n'Cause her friends go dey gum her like chewing gum, woah (\nMhmm\n)\nGo dey gum her like chewing gum, oh-woah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4kjI1gwQZRKNDkw1nI475M", "title":"My Eyes", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.455, "valence":0.28, "speechiness":0.0517, "fres":97.5059377144, "vocabComplex":0.5597014925, "sentenceLength":134.0, "avgSyllable":2.1913875598, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Vernon]\nWhen I stare in your eyes\nYou'll be there forever\nTo watch our life\n (\nTo watch our life together\n)\nYou just like going to Heaven\n (\nMy heart\n)\nOh, where are you taking me?\n (\nOh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah\n)\nI'm fallin' and I'm drownin'\nBut you're takin' me\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nOne thousand on my feet, stacks spreaded on my seat\nTen thousand on my eyes (Eyes)\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nRollie Pollie on my wrist\nGotta make a flight, big day, slummin' no FaceTime\nFifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race\nEmbold\u0435ned by the bliss\nI was sworn in by a kiss\nLate from th\u0435 country caters\nNo peacemaker, I sweep up cases\nGoin' on a walk with a new suit armor\nNew suit dead, Bottega, that's on it\nGive me the heat from the sleep, then I harm her\nCupid creep in, sleep with a hammer\nThree time to get me T-T-T'd\nStill same phone, AT&T-T\nStill givin' news very vividly\nBeefin' up, fuck a beef\nSmokin' on some vicious type of reefer\nI need no beef, no cheese (Yeah)\nEven when I eat, they cheat (Uh)\nEvery time we meet, naive", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3oZZfVvLJuDYc4Vn3A63Fw", "title":"Polar Opposites", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.44, "valence":0.343, "speechiness":0.0809, "fres":87.8901963547, "vocabComplex":0.4774774775, "sentenceLength":83.25, "avgSyllable":2.8798586572, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nAyy\n[Verse 1]\nTweakin' on vacation with me\nYou set limitations with me\nWhy do I get treated different?\nI don't\u2005know\u2005how you run\u2005the bases with me\nThen say nothing\u2005sacred with me\nWhy do I get treated different?\nSun is setting on the Atlantic\n, \nI bet a full moon is gonna show\nWondering what rocks your boat\nWhat keeps your heavy heart afloat\nI don't know, I don't know\n[Chorus]\nBipolar baby, seems like it just went undiagnosed\nBlocked me on everything, that's so immature, so unprovoked, I\nDon't even know why\n[Verse 2]\nHad plans to understand ya\nMariana, you broke my faith\nWhy you gotta listen to the propaganda?\nW\u0435 just broke the ice\n, and \nnow you'r\u0435 both leaving\nI was being kind, I don't understand ya\nYou should let your sister be the voice of reason\nEither it's your text that I'm misreading\nOr it's just your actions are misleading\nDon't know how they do things in Pristina\nI just know the tension is increasing\nIt's plenty people dead to me still breathing\nPlenty other ways to get over people\nYou ain't had to step on me to gain freedom\nNo, no, you remind me of someone I think you know\nYou know and I know things that she didn't know\nI'm not the same person I was five drinks ago\nYou tried to grease me, but we're not in Mykonos\nI don't get hurt much, but I'm not invincible\nBidin' my time with you, then things got political\nOh, I read your last text, you're gettin' bold\nTellin' me what rocks your boat, what keeps your heavy heart afloat\nI don't know", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0OWhKvvsHptt6vnnNUSM9a", "title":"Oklahoma Smokeshow", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.544, "valence":0.233, "speechiness":0.0356, "fres":96.6097367955, "vocabComplex":0.5114503817, "sentenceLength":262.0, "avgSyllable":2.6502242152, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nGo on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like\nI know your daddy ain't home, so ride with me tonight\nYou always wind up here in a puddle of tears\nThem boys are out and they're angry and they're lookin' for blood\nIn the back of a blue, old pickup truck\nYou've got nowhere to go although you're all gussied up\n[Verse 2]\nThere's so much whiskey in his Coke, it'll make her nose bend\nBut she swears that his love is a damn godsend\nShe known God since she was a child\nShe used to play in the yard and she would dr\u0435am of one day\n'Til the world came around and took h\u0435r dreamin' away\nTold her how to dress and act and smile\n[Pre-Chorus]\nShe's an Oklahoma smokeshow\nHe's an asshole from back home\nShe'll never make it out alive\nOf that small-town bar scene\nWhere small vices kill your big dreams\nHe'd take you home, but he's too drunk to drive\n[Chorus]\nI've been here, I've been up all night\nThinkin' 'bout a life with you and I\nOne you'll never know\n'Cause you're a small-town smokeshow\nWell, I've been here, I've been up all night\nThinkin' 'bout a life with you and I\nOne you'll never know\n'Cause you're a small-town smokeshow", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4L4m2mgZDF8KIkJPdWWIAf", "title":"Sittin' On Top Of The World", "artist":"Burna Boy", "danceability":0.789, "valence":0.656, "speechiness":0.0589, "fres":100.1849030172, "vocabComplex":0.4734299517, "sentenceLength":207.0, "avgSyllable":2.3988764045, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah-yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Chorus]\n(\nI'm just tryna be me\n) Go, go ahead, it's your time, baby\nIt's your time, baby, get wild, baby (\nI'm just tryna be me\n)\nThat's the difference when you're my baby\nThat's how it is when you're (\nSittin' on top of the world\n)\n(\nTop of the world, top of the world, top of the world\n)\nHer body make me stop the world\n(\nTop of the world, top of the world, top of the world\n)\n[Verse 1]\nFeel my thug passion\nGive you what you ask for\nSo tell me if you want action\nUntil the lights back on\nI get the one wey go last long\nIn an eleven room mansion\nPur\u0435 like water wher\u0435 dey for nylon\nI pull up in my high fashion, every light flashing\nAnyway\nWe can go ahead and just head out\nAnd chill up in my villa\nTogether the whole night\nJust get in the drop top, take the head out\nAnd cruise with your head outside", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1hS8xbWKEifaf0VuFpIY69", "title":"Bluffin", "artist":"Gucci Mane & Lil Baby", "danceability":0.678, "valence":0.12, "speechiness":0.422, "fres":76.9775749762, "vocabComplex":0.5081481481, "sentenceLength":337.5, "avgSyllable":1.5079681275, "lyrics":"6\/1\nBaka Not Nice - \n\"Thinking About Drilling\"\nBebe Rexha - \n\"Call On Me (David Guetta Remix)\"\nBIGBABYGUCCI - \n\"Alley Oop\"\nBring Me The Horizon - \n\"AmEN!\"\n ft. Lil Uzi Vert, Daryl Palumbo & Glassjaw\nDaddy Yankee & Omar Courtz - \n\"BEACHY\"\nDave & Central Cee - \n\"Sprinter\"\nDorian Electra - \n\"Sodom & Gomorrah\"\nKAROL G - \n\"WATATI\"\n ft. Aldo Ranks\nKevin Gates - \n\"3rd World Panama\"\nMac Critter - \n\"Creeping\"\nMiles Chancellor - \n\"9:10\"\nMoneybagg Yo - \n\"Keep It Low\"\n ft. Future\n\u200bMura Masa - \n\"Drugs\"\n ft. Daniela Lalita\nOlamide - \n\"New Religion\"\n ft. Asake\nRobert Grant - \n\"Lost at Sea\"\n ft. Lana Del Rey\nRvssian, Vybz Kartel & Trippie Redd - \n\"Sixteen\"\nSett - \n\"Snap\"\nSkillibeng - \n\"Know Why\"\nTainy & Jhayco - \n\"FANTASMA | AVC\"\n6\/2\naahroots - \n\"gay\"\nAdam Lambert x Sigala - \n\"You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)\"\nAidan Bissett - \n\"Bloom\"\nAlesso - \n\"Without You\"\nBecky G - \n\"The Fire Inside\"\nBlack Birdie - \n\"Mirror Mirror\"\nBobby Fishscale - \n\"Local Joka\"\nBurna Boy - \n\"Sittin' On Top Of The World\"\nCertified Trapper - \n\"Trapper Of The Year\"\nCG5 - \n\"SUPERHERO\"\nCHIKA - \n\"Requiem For A Dream\"\nCKay - \n\"Nwayi\"\nColton Dixon - \n\"My Light (Acoustic Version)\"\nCuco & Los Aptos - \n\"Miel\"\nDavid Archuleta - \n\"UP\"\nDavid Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray - \n\"Baby Don't Hurt Me (Joel Corry Remix)\"\nDavid Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray - \n\"Baby Don't Hurt Me (Cedric Gervais Remix)\"\nDesiigner - \n\"Mafia Water\"\nDom Dolla & Nelly Furtado - \n\"Eat Your Man\"\nDominic Fike - \n\"Mona Lisa\"\nDOPE LEMON - \n\"Kimosab\u00e8\"\nDougie B - \n\"No Missing\"\nE-lie - \n\"Circles\"\n ft. Mariah Carey\nFrench Montana, Kodak Black & London on da Track - \n\"I Can't Lie\"\nFridayy & Chris Brown - \n\"Don't Give It Away\"\nGabriella Zauna - \n\"Mixed Signals\"\nIzyBeats & Manuel Turizo - \n\"Tu\"\n ft. Stefflon Don\nJaimie McDell - \n\"Beach House\"\nJess Glynne - \n\"Silly Me (Acoustic\/Live Version)\"\nKatelyn Tarver - \n\"Starting to Scare Me\"\nKelly Clarkson - \n\"i hate love\"\n ft. Steve Martin\nKid Cudi - \n\"PORSCHE TOPLESS\"\nLatto - \n\"Put It On Da Floor Again\"\n ft. Cardi B\nLi Rye - \n\"WTF\"\nMadison Beer - \n\"Home to Another One\"\nMartin Garrix & Sentinel - \n\"Hurricane\"\nOMB Peezy - \n\"Think You Ready\"\nParis Hilton - \n\"Stars Are Blind (Paris' Version)\n ft. Kim Petras\nPhilly Goats - \n\"Get Off The Wall\"\nReal Boston Richey - \n\"Neck Of The Woods\"\nRita Ora - \n\"Praising You (Jodie Harsh Remix)\"\n ft. Fatboy Slim\nRJAE - \n\"Remember That\"\n ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie\nRot Ken - \n\"Walk Em Down\"\nSam Feldt & Tones And I - \n\"House For Kings\"\nSam Fischer & Meghan Trainor - \n\"Alright\"\nShenseea - \n\"Sold Out\"\nSilk Cinema - \n\"So Serious\"\nSoFaygo - \n\"WISH I COULD TELL YOU\"\n ft. DD Osama\nThe Chainsmokers & bludnymph - \n\"Self Destruction Mode\"\nThe Weeknd - \n\"Popular\"\n ft. Playboi Carti & Madonna\nTi\u00ebsto - \n\"Yesterday\"\nTom Speight & Lydia Clowes - \n\"Aftermath\"\nTrevor Daniel - \n\"Heartstrings\"\nVybz Kartel - \n\"Terror By Night\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"14kyXBpg91RVq8bNRDS1q2", "title":"True Story", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.725, "valence":0.377, "speechiness":0.0629, "fres":90.2871428571, "vocabComplex":0.4022346369, "sentenceLength":179.0, "avgSyllable":2.0610687023, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nThis is a true story about all the lies\nYou fantasized (Fantasized) 'bout you and I\nThis is a true story about all the games\nI know you play\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo, this is not what I need (Gimme love, love, gimme love)\nNot what I want (Gimme love, love, gimme love)\nAin't gonna happen to me\nGimme love, love, gimme love, love, lo-love\nGimme love, gimme love, love\nLove, love, lo-love\n[Verse 1]\nI'll play the villain if you need me to\nI know how this goes, yeah\nI'll be the one you pay to see play th\u0435 scene\nRoll the cam\u0435ras, please\n[Pre-Chorus]\nTurnin' like a dime (Dime), wastin' all their time\nSneakin' like a creep in the night\nBut I'll play whatever part you need me to\nMm", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6BOP0cv1eeXcvi1oE8bDVZ", "title":"Standing Room Only", "artist":"Tim McGraw", "danceability":0.475, "valence":0.485, "speechiness":0.038, "fres":89.8256518519, "vocabComplex":0.4078947368, "sentenceLength":304.0, "avgSyllable":2.6875, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI get so mad at things that don't matter way too much\nI let the way back whens and my old friends scatter like they were dust\nI get to chasin' that rainbow pot of gold right into the pourin' rain\nWith nothin' to show for it, standin' there soakin' wet\nLookin' up, shakin' my fist as the thunder rolls\nNow and then on nights like this, I catch a thunderbolt\n[Chorus]\nI wanna live a life, live a life\nLike a dollar and the clock on the wall don't own me\nShine a light, shine a light\nLike mama's front porch when I'm lost and lonely\nStart forgivin' and start forgettin'\nBe somebody that's worth rememberin'\nLive a life so when I die\nThere's standing room only, standing room only\nStanding room only, standing room only\n[Verse 2]\nI wanna take my grudges and my old regrets, and let 'em go\nI wanna learn how to say a lot more yes and a lot less no\nGirl, I wanna dance and shout and love out loud, and come alive\nDon't wanna be the guy too cool to laugh and too scared to cry\n[Chorus]\nI wanna live a life, live a life\nLike a dollar and the clock on the wall don't own me\nShine a light, shine a light\nLike mama's front porch when I'm lost and lonely\nStart forgivin' and start forgettin'\nBe somebody that's worth rememberin'\nLive a life so when I die\nThere's standing room only, standing room only", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2lNTHWu2I5Tcz9ukWsV5Jj", "title":"Next Thing You Know", "artist":"Jordan Davis", "danceability":0.557, "valence":0.414, "speechiness":0.048, "fres":97.2171333825, "vocabComplex":0.4824561404, "sentenceLength":228.0, "avgSyllable":2.5164835165, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou swear that you're stayin' single, next thing you know\nYou meet a girl at a bar and next thing you know\nYou get her laughin', it's 2AM\nYou're tellin' your buddies, three months in\nThat she ain't movin' in, the next thing you know\nThere's a U-Haul trailer, the next thing you know\nYour old apartment, is y'all's new place\nThere goes the carpet but the deer head stays\n[Chorus]\nNext thing you know\nYou're savin' money like never before, just to\nSpend it all at a jewelry store\nGettin' down on one knee on h\u0435r mama's porch\nJust prayin' she don't say, \"No\"\nNext thing you know\nYour best man giv\u0435s a half-drunk speech and you're\nSunburnt on a honeymoon beach and your\nLeft hand's gettin' used to that ring\nAnd there the next two or three years go\nNext thing you know\n[Verse 2]\nYou weren't really tryin', next thing you know\nThere's a test on the counter, next thing you know\nShe's standin' there cryin', noddin' her head yes\nYou're half excited, half scared to death", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5wttBUDyaHAR5q9fYnN3YF", "title":"Prove It", "artist":"21 Savage & Summer Walker", "danceability":0.559, "valence":0.263, "speechiness":0.167, "fres":100.7119331395, "vocabComplex":0.531147541, "sentenceLength":305.0, "avgSyllable":2.2441860465, "lyrics":"[Intro: Faith Evans & \n21 Savage\n]\nYou are the love\u2014\nYou are the love of my life (Precious little baby)\nI dedicate my love to you\nYou are my child, oh\nMy child\n (\nYeah, woah\n)\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage & \nSummer Walker\n]\nI'm pourin' up Wocky in Greece\nI came a long way from the east\nShe leavin' her cream on the sheets\nMy brother say he want a niece\nWhen I'm with you, it's a safe space\nBaby, you bringin' me peace\nYou know how it get in the streets\nAin't none of it shallow, it's deep\nYeah\nI wanna cuddle for weeks\nYour mama'nem think that you innocent\nI know you turn into a freak\nDon't really car\u0435 about your exes\nWhatev\u0435r it is, it could be\nThey playin', I'm makin 'em see\nI know you swingin' them hoes like the D\nI had to comb out the dreads\nShe fell in love with the braids\nGutter bitch, she cook and clean\nAnd she'll load up the Ks\nYour body got me in a daze\nIt don't matter the look, you get slayed\nHer face card never decline\nMan, fuck all that makeup, you fine\nBetter tell all them niggas you mine\nShe a dollar, way more than a dime\nWhen I'm with you, I get nervous\nIt gotta be love, it's a sign\nYeah\nI don't care where we goin', I'm ridin'\nFuck what you bring to the table\n'Cause bae you the table, I'm eatin', let's dine (\nOh-oh\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ZL7WZcjuYKi1KUDtp4kCC", "title":"Spin Bout U", "artist":"Drake & 21 Savage", "danceability":0.773, "valence":0.203, "speechiness":0.0512, "fres":98.8182990249, "vocabComplex":0.5115384615, "sentenceLength":86.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.1909090909, "lyrics":"[Intro: 21 Savage]\nLovin' tonight\n (\nOoh\n)\nGive me the feelin', so right\n (\nYou gotta motherfuckin' feel this shit, boy\n)\nGive me your lovin'\n (\nBanBwoi\n, \nI want your love\n)\nGive me your lovin'\n (Woah, \ngive me your lovin'\n)\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nI got feelings for you\nHope you ain't lovin' the crew\nHow many bodies you got?\nPray it ain't more than a few\nKnow that you dealt with some lames\nWhen you was young and in school\nHe had to pop your cherry\nBut I got it wet like a pool\nShe got a new \nG-Wag'\nShe wanna hit Highlight Room and show it off\nGot a new body, girl, show it off\nThis a Brazilian, I know it's soft\nToned up and she got a six-pack\nLook like she used to play volleyball\nAmerican Express, you can have it all\nCode to the safe, you can have it all\nFuck your main pag\u0435, what's your Finsta? I wanna know the real you\nYou started dancin' to pay your tuition, girl, I wanna know what you been through\nYou want a boutiqu\u0435 or you wanna sell hair, just let me know what you into\nIf you out in public and he want your number, just tell him, \"My nigga'll spin you\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1pnDvUuAEd6z8bKEsbAjk1", "title":"We Don't Trust You", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.779, "valence":0.346, "speechiness":0.271, "fres":87.7632727273, "vocabComplex":0.5169491525, "sentenceLength":118.0, "avgSyllable":2.6218905473, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nFake written all over you\nHate written all over you\nHate written all over\nFake written all over you\nHate written all over you\nFake written all over you\nHate written all over you\nSmiling faces\nSometimes pretend to be your friend\nSmiling faces show no traces\nOf the evil that lurks within (Can you dig it?)\nFake written all over you\nHater written all over you\nFake written all over you, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nI been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code\nMoney won't fold, pockets won't hold enough\nTakin' my pole in there, F&N in there\nTake me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap\nI see the real clear, woodgrain Cartier\nPoppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills\nI got too much spill, I give a bitch chills\nTook out a small bill, make all the hoes strip\nYou need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed\nCame from the Eastside, shooters on detail\nGo purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill\nStrikers in \nTrackhawks\n, ridin' the V12\nI peeped the mood, dog, I peeped the intel\nGet to trippin', all you gon' see is shells", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2gT2iF1YK5r54A2PDEXVv8", "title":"Pretty Little Poison", "artist":"Warren Zeiders", "danceability":0.518, "valence":0.216, "speechiness":0.0332, "fres":96.8801993405, "vocabComplex":0.6130952381, "sentenceLength":168.0, "avgSyllable":2.8680555556, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nEvery night, 'round about this time\nIt's like she knows I'm lonely\nRolls up when the wine is gone\nLike a record on repeat\nLeanin' on old memories\nAnd talkin' 'bout what used to be\nShe'll probably be the death of me\nBut damn if it ain't sweet\n[Chorus]\nShe's my pretty little poison\nMy heartache in the night\nWith a kiss on her lips just like cyanide\nYeah, she came with a warnin'\nBut I didn't mind\nI'll go out on that high every time\nShe's my pretty little poison\nMy pretty littl\u0435 poison\n[Verse 2]\nShadows dancin' down the hall\nWhispers that she wants m\u0435\nTry my best not to fall\nWhen she falls into me\nWe all need some kind of fix\nFor me, she's the one I'll pick\nNothin' else will do the trick\nShe's all I need", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6WO7IDGLakjO38lsvI2gHB", "title":"Slow It Down", "artist":"Benson Boone", "danceability":0.432, "valence":0.544, "speechiness":0.0687, "fres":97.4621153846, "vocabComplex":0.5745856354, "sentenceLength":181.0, "avgSyllable":2.7770700637, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'd never met you, but I wanted\nTo invite you to the party\nThen you walked in with those green eyes\nNever stolen by nobody\nAnd they flicker to the future\nFor a moment, I could picture\nThen you touch me and I come back\nAnd we're talking on the staircase\n'Bout your big dreams on the big screens\nOut of Georgia, now you're lonely in this city\nLyin' with me\nAnd you're scared it's movin' quickly\nOh, now you're crying, you're in pieces\n'Cause the only love you've ever known is Jesus\nI can feel it\nOh, I hate that I'm the reason that you're\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIn your head right now\nWhile your world is spinning out\n[Chorus]\nSo slow it down\nTake a moment now\nWe're too young to drown\nDeep in dirty waters\nFull of hopeless doubt\nLet me pull you out\nLet me hold you now\nLet me slow it down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0k88aN0xmk8Xn1zdnyTiPG", "title":"Money On The Dresser", "artist":"Young Thug", "danceability":0.896, "valence":0.441, "speechiness":0.267, "fres":82.5422727273, "vocabComplex":0.4342105263, "sentenceLength":190.0, "avgSyllable":2.0112359551, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBitch asked me for fame and I said, \"No\"\nThis bitch asked me for fame and I said, \"No\"\nI bought a rose gold Rollie for the show\nTwenty car keys, eeny-miny-moe\n[Chorus]\nAyy, money on the dresser, drive a compressor (Yeah)\nTwenty-four heifers, put 'em on a Tesla (Yeah)\nCream soda vanilla, hot box whipper (Skrrt)\nForeign car drifter, I'm so realer (Ah)\nSuperstar life, ain't goin' back to Spinrilla (Ah)\nTwo thousand, now we have the hoes on macarena (Ah)\nI'ma take a piss on the roof, I'm iller (Ah)\nHunnid thousand dollars to the bitch in the middle (Ah)\n[Verse]\nBig tall amazon, I call her Matilda (Yeah)\nMoney come in all different ways, my diamonds Skittles (Woo, woo, woo)\nHong Kong, she's a bad little\u2014 (Bad little\u2014)\nAin't give no fuck, I turned her mouth to a babysitter (Let's go)\nVersace, I put a model in some Reeboks (Some Reeboks)\nLil' shawty, I'll turn your Maybach to a T top (Turn your Maybach to a T top)\nBaguettes, two karat pointers, I got big rocks (I got big rocks)\nI'm the only big dawg (Hey, yeah, let's go, let's go)\nGivenchy, girl, I bend the curb (Okay, okay)\nThis nigga tellin', what's the word? (Okay, okay)\nRolls Royce'll help me when I swerve (Okay, okay)\nFrom Molly to Perolli, yeah (Okay, okay)\nBitty bitch, she wonder, want head the first (Okay, okay)\nBlue da Vinci, Crip blue on my bitch pearls (Okay, okay)\nI don't need no Jolly Ranchers for my syrup (Okay, okay)\nMoney callin' me and I can't hang up", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3tpI98Yae25hSvhh6mitA9", "title":"ICU", "artist":"Coco Jones", "danceability":0.594, "valence":0.328, "speechiness":0.0694, "fres":97.2418823746, "vocabComplex":0.4743589744, "sentenceLength":156.0, "avgSyllable":1.9576271186, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh, ooh\n(\nWelcome to the camp\n)\nOh, ooh\nOh, ooh\nMm, mm-mm-mm\nMm, yeah, yeah\nOh, ooh\n[Verse 1]\nSomethin' 'bout your hands on my body\nFeels better than any man I ever had\nSomethin' 'bout the way you just get me\nI try and I don't 'cause I can't forget\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou've got a feeling\nA soul that I need in my life (Yeah, yeah)\nOh, woah\nAnd though we may grow\nI don't know why we don't grow apart\n[Chorus]\nMaybe I-I-I-I-I, I need you\nI breathe you, turnin' my heart blue\nMaybe I-I-I-I-I, I need you\nWhen I leave you, I see you\nOh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"73f5rpLgydSRIvHzRLcJFF", "title":"Crazy", "artist":"Lil Baby", "danceability":0.818, "valence":0.282, "speechiness":0.322, "fres":101.2680357143, "vocabComplex":0.3964497041, "sentenceLength":126.75, "avgSyllable":2.4562647754, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nReally made a way when it wasn't a way to be made\n[Verse 1]\nKanye crazy 'bout it, I ain't gon' play about it\nNot a broad when I'm talkin' 'bout this paper\nYou can play if you want to\nI let 'em say what they want to, I'm ready for all of this shit\nNo matter how hard it can get\nThat boy on the top of the list\nI put up a wall and block all of this shit\nStay on my feet, I can't fall a lil bit\nThey killed my man, we was all a lil sick\nTryna get to a point where we all can get rich\nGo all the way, ain't no stoppin' this shit\nThey respect it of course, but it's still a lil' tension (Hold on)\nStill in the cut, I just darken the tints (Hold that)\nThere's a trophy on every last one of my wrists\nTake care of every last one of my bitches\nI fuck around, put my heart in this shit, but you sold out\nFuck I look like letting you get over?\nI never talk on the pillow\nThey get a bond, they get bailed out\nHow many you chargin' to mail out?\nSoon as they land, we gon' sell out\nHope vacuum seals keep the smell out\nSnitch on the gang, you a sellout\nI tried to tell 'em to \"Chill out\"\nBeat all the trials, you can get out\nKeep that shit on when you step out\nIt's only goin' one way (My way), seven mill' in one day, yeah (Flash)\nRun it up and invest in shit\nHeart broke when they made him sick\nCan't find time for relationships\nVan Cleef, Cartier bracelets\nI'm a shootin' star, you can make a wish\nStartin' to feel like I was made for this?\nIf they don't, I will, I see life for what it is\nTryna spend a dub on a crib\nMake some more time for my kid\nEverybody solid who I'm with\nSpend it when it's time to get spent (Spend it)\nSend 'em when it's time to get sent (Send it)\nUh, Baby made a way for himself\nThey want credit for shit they ain't did\nShe back outside, I'm in the field\nIf I catch you, you know what it is\nThat's right, she get the biz' (I don't play)\nYeah right, you in the middle (I don't play)\nYou get left there for straddlin' the fence (Stupid)\nI'm prepared for whatever they send", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1GpWY5RiInhezB8wGWs6oN", "title":"7969 Santa", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.487, "valence":0.325, "speechiness":0.0649, "fres":97.0171428571, "vocabComplex":0.3426573427, "sentenceLength":143.0, "avgSyllable":2.1705069124, "lyrics":"[Intro: Drake]\nWait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, damn\nDamn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn\nDamn, that's how you're, that's how you're\nAyy, look, look\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nWho the fuck is that? It's a disguise\nYou ain't who I thought I recognized\nTwenty thousand pound on your rent\nBitch, I coulda spent that on the guys\n[Refrain: Drake & \nChief Keef\n]\nI don't like what you did on them trips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like what you did to your lips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like the tone of your replies \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like the look that's in your eyes \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nBlame this shit on bein' twenty-five\nThat excuse for me just doesn't fly\nZack keep sayin', \"Meet at seven-nine\"\nBut that shit just gon' have you on my mind, yeah\n[Chorus: Drake]\nI just wanna g\u0435t you off of my mind\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nAyy, yeah, damn\nDamn, that's how you'r\u0435 dealin' with me, damn\nDamn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nI'm seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six\nSeven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6OfOzTitafSnsaunQLuNFw", "title":"Dogtooth", "artist":"Tyler, The Creator", "danceability":0.706, "valence":0.802, "speechiness":0.324, "fres":93.6501748252, "vocabComplex":0.466442953, "sentenceLength":298.0, "avgSyllable":2.3624454148, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & \nDJ Drama\n]\nShe could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return\nHer body count and who she fuck ain't never my concern (Y'all niggas weird)\nI'm tryna buy my neighbor house (\nWe back at it\n, dogtooth, yuh, dogtooth, yuh)\n[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]\nShe could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return\nExcept for some her time and all her love, that's my concern\nI'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard\nIf you don't know my grandma name, then we ain't really dogs, bitch\n[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]\nI shook your hand, I don't respect\nDon't call me king, I'm not your twin\nI'm not your brother, we just met\nSee, I won't purchase her no Birkin (Uh)\nGot hobbies (Uh), got purpose (Woo)\nGot thumpers, I'm perfect (Uh)\nYeah, Kelly green wagon look better when the gloom out\nCanary shine brighter in the dark, I brought the moon out\nThe plane fly better when it's just me and the pilot\nTuition for the mileage, it's worth it for the silence\nThere he go, he cast broads like radios\nShit, your lady knows, it's Young T like baby clothes\nAnd I got that fire, and I got good dick\nGuap long, dick long, plus I look good, bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0JtgoDDf0ggWaoXCGhcOoT", "title":"Sunrise", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.613, "valence":0.343, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":88.3699649369, "vocabComplex":0.3197831978, "sentenceLength":369.0, "avgSyllable":2.4929078014, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nOn my Fridays when it's whiskey, I go back to Cincy\nThat Ohio night you tricked me into buyin' all your shots\nGot your ghost up in my Chevy, shotgun lookin' ready\nFor them parties where you'd let me \nspin you 'round\n and show you off\nI been tryin' to get away from you for a while now\nBut there ain't no settin' you down\n[Chorus]\nYou're my sunrise, you keep comin' up\nYou're in every conversation, every smoky situation\nIf it's water, if it's whiskey in my cup\nYou're the memories I'm drinkin', you're the thoughts I'm always thinkin', girl\nIt don't matter how far I run, you're the one that I can't run from\nUsed to be my late nights, loved me 'til th\u0435 daylights\nNow you're just my sunrise, you keep comin' up, you keep comin' up\nYou keep comin', yeah, you keep comin'\n[Verse 2]\nComin' up at 8 A.M., 9 A.M.\nAll th\u0435 way to 10 P.M. when my day ends\nLayin' down and there you are in my Amens\nMornin' light and you're there on my mind again\n[Chorus]\nYou're my sunrise, you keep comin' up\nYou're in every conversation, every smoky situation\nIf it's water, if it's whiskey in my cup\nYou're the memories I'm drinkin', you're the thoughts I'm always thinkin', girl\nIt don't matter how far I run, you're the one that I can't run from\nUsed to be my late nights, loved me 'til the daylights\nNow you're just my sunrise, you keep comin' up\nYeah, you keep comin' up, up\nYou keep comin', yeah, you keep comin'\nYeah, you keep comin' up, up\nYou keep comin', you keep comin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0Ymjv0OJeIIPXr6s9wi3iW", "title":"Mathematical Disrespect", "artist":"Lil Mabu", "danceability":0.795, "valence":0.48, "speechiness":0.303, "fres":95.7441721382, "vocabComplex":0.5687732342, "sentenceLength":89.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3245614035, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nLike, most of y'all rappers is signed to the streets\nOnly deal that you took was a plea\nMabu get money while he pee\nShout out my label, that's me\nI own a hundred percent of my cuts\nBitch, nobody takin' a fee\n3.141592653\nI'm the king of NYC\nI heard they send my music to police\nSo this is a message to NYPD\nI cap in my raps, I'm an innocent tweep\nKeep a teddy bear when I sleep\nI'm rappin' the words, but they write it for me\nMe? I'm all about keepin' the peace\nI mean, at least I get paid 'cause a lot of these rappers be cappin' for free\nThey call me The Ock\nI got the bread, she chopped but said, \"Can I bring a friend?\"\nNever, never, never, I guess she forgot the bev', like\nTwo fives don't equal a ten\nQuick math, don't try it again\nShe shaped like a turtle or a hen\nHer makeup is fucked, she don't know how to blend\nMake her do \nWordle\nShe need to have brains if she givin' out head\nCall her Virgil\n'Cause the way she be blowin' shit got me dead\nHaha, shawty got arctan\nI wanna intersect her circle\nShe like, \"Mabu, I like purple\"\nSo I blew her back out and I left her on read", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0bILU0UiNDmA5Ff6whhb2R", "title":"Religiously", "artist":"Bailey Zimmerman", "danceability":0.57, "valence":0.593, "speechiness":0.0274, "fres":91.8759980237, "vocabComplex":0.5483870968, "sentenceLength":217.0, "avgSyllable":2.8397790055, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI went lookin' at pictures I didn't wanna see\nThey brought back memories\nYou look happy, I guess, got the life that you wanted\nBut it ain't with me\nYou would think by now that I wouldn't care\nIt's been a couple years and, yeah, I've had my share\nOf other broken-up hearts, but I only shed real tears over ours\n[Chorus]\nAnd now I'm in this cold bright light\nAnd this don't even feel like life\n'Cause I don't have the only woman who believed in me\nReligiously\nAnd now I'm in the back of the church\nPrayin' just to stop the hurt\n'Cause I don't have the only woman who was there for me\nReligiously\n[Verse 2]\nRemember watchin' you play me our song on guitar\nI thought I'd marry you\nAct like I'm happier now, but all of my friends know\nThat ain't the truth\nAnd lately life's been good to me\nMama's healthy and I'm helpin' out the whole family\nLotta people know my name, I made a little change\nBut that don't mean nothin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1q1WpDkeFN3y9FlwZ1f440", "title":"Wildflower And Barley", "artist":"Hozier & Allison Russell", "danceability":0.445, "valence":0.388, "speechiness":0.0477, "fres":80.8973255814, "vocabComplex":0.4772727273, "sentenceLength":220.0, "avgSyllable":2.5257731959, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Hozier, \nHozier & Allison Russell\n]\nSpringtime in the country\nEach time I'm shocked by the light\nThe world lyin' fallow\n and you are apart from me\nEverythin' in my vision is movement and life\nRiverboat\n, wheelbarrow, \nwildflower and barley\nSpringtime in the country\nI can smell summer on its breath\nLow and harrowed lie the fields and the heart of me\nEverythin' in my vision, departure, and death\nRiverboat, wheelbarrow, wildflower, and barley\n[Chorus: Hozier, \nAllison Russell\n, \nHozier & Allison Russell\n]\n(\nThe healers\n) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions (\nAre healin'\n)\nThis year, I swear it will be buried in words (\nThe diggers are diggin' the earth\n)\nSome close to the surface, some close to the casket\nI feel\n as useful as dirt, put my body to work\nMm (\nOh-oh-oh\n)\nMm (\nOh-oh-oh\n)\n[Verse 2: Hozier & Allison Russell]\nSpringtime in the city\nThe canal banks are empty again\nThe grass cryin' out to be heated by bodies\nThe streets for the laughter of young women and men\nCanal boat and trolley, wildflower and barley", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2DVHIJA2bLas9cGLmHmUsY", "title":"Wine Into Whiskey", "artist":"Tucker Wetmore", "danceability":0.685, "valence":0.318, "speechiness":0.0356, "fres":96.725876692, "vocabComplex":0.5304347826, "sentenceLength":230.0, "avgSyllable":2.755, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nUsually see her with some sauvignon blanc in her glass\nSipping slow down, she ain\u2019t out tipping it back\nBut if you see her out tonight, she\u2019ll be flirting with jack\nYeah and I\u2019m the only one to blame\nAin\u2019t the 90 proof type but tonight it\u2019ll work\nAnything to numb the pain or to drown out the hurt\nTried to tell her bout my kind and boy, did she learn\nI just ain\u2019t the type of soul you save\nBut she tried\nAnd I did\nWhat I do best\n[Chorus]\nI took a good thing and I turned it into goodbye\nTook the fire in her eyes put it on ice\nTurned that angels world upside down\nDipped her wings in Tennessee brown\nI turned her calling me into calling me a mistake\nTurned heart of gold into a heartbreak\nIf I was her, I\u2019d damn sure hate me\nI turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey\n[Verse]\nShe said\nI was misunderstood but I proved her wrong\nI\u2019m the same old me that I\u2019ve been all along\nNow she\u2019s looking for some peace in a bottle of strong\nMe and number 7 getting gone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7KA4W4McWYRpgf0fWsJZWB", "title":"See You Again", "artist":"Tyler, The Creator Featuring Kali Uchis", "danceability":0.558, "valence":0.62, "speechiness":0.0959, "fres":96.5738888889, "vocabComplex":0.3834586466, "sentenceLength":38.0, "avgSyllable":2.0956937799, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]\nOkay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-\n[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]\nYou live in my dream state\nRelocate my fantasy\nI stay in reality\nYou live in my dream state\nAny time I count sheep\nThat's the only time we make up, make up\nYou exist behind my eyelids, my eyelids\nNow, I don't wanna wake up\n[Pre-Chorus: Tyler, The Creator, \nwith Kali \nUchis\n]\n20\/20, 20\/20 \nvision\nCupid hit me, cupid hit me with \nprecision, eye\nWonder if you look \nboth ways \nwhen you cross \nmy mind\nI said, I said\nI'm \nsick of, sick of, sick of, sick of chasing\nYou're the one that's always running through my \ndaydreams, I\nI can only see \nyour face\n when I close \nmy eyes\nSo...\n[Chorus: Kali Uchis & \nTyler, The Creator\n]\nCan I get a kiss?\nAnd can you make it last forever?\nI said I'm 'bout to go to war (\nUh-huh\n)\nAnd I don't know if I'ma see you again\nCan I get a kiss? (Can I?)\nAnd can you make it last forever? (Can you?)\nI said I'm 'bout to go to war (I'm 'bout to)\nAnd I don't know if I'ma see you again\nUgh, switch it up", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2bSk87AVkCIIC3Bcligq1z", "title":"Life Goes On", "artist":"Ed Sheeran Featuring Luke Combs", "danceability":0.716, "valence":0.387, "speechiness":0.149, "fres":97.6562136628, "vocabComplex":0.5815217391, "sentenceLength":92.0, "avgSyllable":2.2397260274, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran]\nIt hit like a train, I ran out of words\nI got nothin' to say, everything hurts\nAnd I know love leads to pain\nBut memories serve our sweetest refrain, mmm\n[Pre-Chorus: Ed Sheeran]\nThe waves came tumblin' down\nAs you float away, I'm reachin' for ya\n[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]\nTo tell me how, how my life goes on with you gone?\nI suppose I'll sink like a stone\nIf you leave me now, oh, the storms will roll\nEasy come, hard go, then life goes on\n[Verse 2: Luke Combs]\nI miss the flames, the heated reserve\nOh, I'd remember the way that you put me first\nAnd what a heart-wrenchin' shame\nThat you'll never know, just like tears in the rain, mmm\n[Pre-Chorus: Luke Combs]\nA constant grey in the clouds\nWhen I hear your name, I think of love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3vkCueOmm7xQDoJ17W1Pm3", "title":"My Love Mine All Mine", "artist":"Mitski", "danceability":0.504, "valence":0.121, "speechiness":0.0321, "fres":101.4913636364, "vocabComplex":0.3812154696, "sentenceLength":45.25, "avgSyllable":2.16, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMoon, a hole of light\nThrough the big top tent up high\nHere before and after me\nShinin' down on me\nMoon, tell me if I could\nSend up my heart to you?\nSo when I die, which I must do\nCould it shine down here with you?\n[Chorus]\n'Cause my love is mine, all mine\nI love, my, my, mine\nNothing in the world belongs to me\nBut my love, mine, all mine, all mine\n[Verse 2]\nMy baby here on Earth\nShowed me what my heart was worth\nSo when it comes to be my turn\nCould you shine it down here for her?\n[Chorus]\n'Cause my love is mine, all mine\nI love, my, my, mine\nNothing in the world belongs to me\nBut my love, mine, all mine\nNothing in the world is mine for free\nBut my love, mine, all mine, all mine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"02FAxAwzApe6pAqfAL3dLr", "title":"All I Need Is You", "artist":"Chris Janson", "danceability":0.606, "valence":0.588, "speechiness":0.0302, "fres":102.7981844156, "vocabComplex":0.5217391304, "sentenceLength":92.0, "avgSyllable":2.60625, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI want a tracker boat on a big blue lake\nAnd a brand new truck in my driveway\nLotto ticket worth a million bucks\nAnd a bigger one on the wall\nI want my boy's ball team to win\nWaylon on the radio again\nI want what I want\nBut hey, don't we all?\n[Chorus]\nWhen that sun goes down\nAt the end of the day\nThere's just one thing I can't lose\nIf you're by my side\nI'm better than alright\nBaby, all I need is you\n[Verse 2]\nI wanna take a trip in a Chevrolet\nTo a beach house down on 30A\nHave the Gulf of Mexico\nSittin' right in my backyard\nBut as long as you're right here in my arms\n[Chorus]\nWhen that sun goes down\nAt the end of the day\nTh\u0435re's just one thing I can't lose\nIf you'r\u0435 by my side\nI'm better than alright\nBaby, all I need is", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7gM0bjWc2LpgZTihy4U18P", "title":"Old Days", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.606, "valence":0.573, "speechiness":0.512, "fres":86.9904367347, "vocabComplex":0.4808743169, "sentenceLength":73.2, "avgSyllable":2.4579124579, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Uh)\nYou know, I been talkin' to my family on group FaceTime\nThey don't ask me for nothin', they just tell me that they miss me, know what I'm sayin'?\nI be, I be tellin' 'em it ain't about money, but I'ma send it anyways\nKnow what I'm sayin'? I love y'all\n[Verse 1]\nAll the times I said granny, that's the passion that it's from\nHer condition scared me so much, I ain't visit her in months (Uh)\nChino visit me more than them and he only visit me just once (Uh)\nThe older rats got out before unc' and they around here like it's nothin'\nHow many niggas I used to fuck with told me fuck me over money?\nSaid th\u0435 block gon' get on his ass, that's why he ain't nev\u0435r make a comment\nThe autopsy of Von body had me coughin' up my vomit\nI miss the old days, the old ways, my history iconic\nI was takin' so many pills, I was so high, I really abused it\nStarted sellin' Percs, I turned around and started to use it\nTook my name off rehab, I replaced my name with Doodie's\nHad to get a pacemaker, my heart was skippin' deuces\nJumpin' over hurdles, Smurk life so exclusive\nAin't lied yet about nothin'\nI wish I could stop the war, I really wanna live in peace\nI wish I could stop the war, but it's too late for them to speak (Oh)\nI want the politics in my pocket, I wanna treat the 'Raq like Meek\nBut it's me, I'll do everything to show them I ain't weak\nI'm the streets, who ever thought I'd make a million off of beats?\nThey need Smurk now, they can make millions off of me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3eNOyXmzuA46bUvi8FkIoW", "title":"Mamaw's House", "artist":"Thomas Rhett Featuring Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.559, "valence":0.422, "speechiness":0.0338, "fres":79.8776811594, "vocabComplex":0.7283950617, "sentenceLength":9.0666666667, "avgSyllable":2.5826086957, "lyrics":"30. Dylan Scott - This Town\u2019s Been Too Good To Us\n29. Bailey Zimmerman - Where It Ends\n28. Maddie & Tae - Heart They Didn't Break\n27. Chris Stapleton - Think I'm In Love With You\n26. Abby Anderson - Heart On Fire In Mexico\n25. Restless Road - Last Rodeo\n24. Chase Matthew - Where There's Smoke\n22. Kane Brown - I Can Feel It\n21. Thomas Rhett\/Morgan Wallen - Mamaw's House\n20. Dustin Lynch\/Jelly Roll - Chevrolet\n19. Mitchell Tenpenny - Bigger Mistakes\n18. Riley Green - Mississippi Or Me\n17. Dan + Shay - Bigger Houses\n16. Carrie Und\u0435rwood - Give Her That\n15. Walker Hay\u0435s - Good With Me\n14. Alana Springsteen\/Mitchell Tenpenny - goodbye looks good on you\n13. Scotty McCreery - Cab In A Solo\n12. Jelly Roll - Halfway To Hell\n11. Old Dominion\/Megan Moroney - Can't Break Up Now\n10. Lauren Watkins - Anybody But You\n9. Parker McCollum - Burn It Down\n8. Bailey Zimmerman - You Don't Want That Smoke\n7. Gabby Barrett - Glory Days\n6. Morgan Wallen - Thinkin' Bout Me\n5. Ashley Cooke - your place\n4. Cody Johnson - The Painter\n3. Jordan Davis - Tucson Too Late\n2. Zach Bryan\/Kacey Musgraves - I Remember Everything\n(#1 Last Year: Elle King\/Dierks Bentley - Worth A Shot)\n1. Chris Young - Young Love & Saturday Nights", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Y1jtaZOJYgXBl7lKdLc9o", "title":"A Cold Sunday", "artist":"Lil Yachty", "danceability":0.58, "valence":0.861, "speechiness":0.238, "fres":87.2502876254, "vocabComplex":0.5426356589, "sentenceLength":193.5, "avgSyllable":2.4933333333, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nIt's a cold Sunday to complain\nI hold it in until it rain\nI fought demons after fame\nI spent millions on terrain\nI treat my bitch just like Diana\nPretty princess, hold the Fanta\n2003 Dolce\u205f&\u205fGabbana\u205fjeans make her\u205fass look fatter\nWe\u205fgon' catch him outside, he don't got no money for the backup\nI ran thirty million in the ground, baby, now I'm back up\nShe a city girl, I'm the real reason that she act up (Mmh)\nShe talk back, I make her pack up, send her home on Spirit\nSomething in my spirit made me not believe I'm feared (Mmh)\nI know bitches parrot, so I'm watchin' how I'm speakin'\nSingle but I'm creepin', my main bitch don't need a headache\n (Ooh)\nHalf a mill' on Maybachs, tires flat, I never drive 'em\n (Mmh)\nPretty hoes need stylin', Balenci' shopping got 'em wildin'\nTweakin' out on Collins, in my veins, the molly throbbin' (Geekin')\nRich as hell, still robbin', ain't no love the way I'm rockin'\nBentley color \ngoblin\n, forest green, the lane I'm hoggin' (Spin)\nWrap the P like swallin', get it through yo' fuckin' noggin (Damn)\nMoney's first, I'm always dialed in (Uh, krrt)\nMoney's first, I'm always dialed in, is that a problem? (Go)\nI made m's off a TV like I work for Viacom\nDoggy didn't stay for long, he left when the sirens rung\nFlyest niggas we turn bitches BD's into tire stabbers\nI could've put out wild fires, at the house behind barbed wire\nTwenty-five but living like I'm fifty with three kids\nAll these bitches in my biz, five-hundred thousand on my bitch (Uh)\nFuck if you don't like me\nI'ma still get fetti more than likely, it's enticing\nI'll die for my respect", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0GMiRrUnQuoGddKMsxGPIZ", "title":"Fear And Friday's", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.523, "valence":0.155, "speechiness":0.0582, "fres":95.6337261905, "vocabComplex":0.4280155642, "sentenceLength":85.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3553299492, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nPlucked strings on porches, a poor boys' choir\nAnd my blood's at a boil, there ain't no fire\nI just love the way the light beams in\nBut I got bad news, I'm fearin' Friday again\n[Verse 2]\nChokin' on some bourbon when you roll up\nI said, \"Boy, you gotta face it, you's ain't that tough\"\nThere's a house hoppin' on the edge of town\nI'm revved up, thirsty, and ready to drown\n[Chorus]\nI got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end\nWon't you get angry at me, say you love me again?\nI got a fear dear, that it's a Friday spark\nYou only love me like you mean it when it's after dark\n[Verse 3]\nWe can hide out tonight out where th\u0435 trees get clear\nThose pl\u0435ase-you-eyes are a man's worst fear\nThere's a name saved on your heart's gravestone\nSaturday's coming, I fear I'm wakin' alone\n[Chorus]\nI got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end\nWon't you get angry at me, say you love me again?\nI got a fear, dear, that it's a Friday spark\nYou only love me like you mean it when it's after dark", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3bkpVSoNvBkvt9LJMFT5at", "title":"Doomsday.", "artist":"Lyrical Lemonade, Juice WRLD & Cordae", "danceability":0.73, "valence":0.885, "speechiness":0.203, "fres":89.6210570175, "vocabComplex":0.4904347826, "sentenceLength":191.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.44, "lyrics":"[Intro: Cordae & \nJuice WRLD\n]\nUh-huh, yeah-yeah\nJuice is eating a, uh, ice cream\nWith, uh, lots of caramel (\nBitch\n)\nI just had a ice cream sandwich, M&Ms\nOn a Eminem beat, ironically\nYeah-yeah, three years\nUh, uh, okay\n[Verse: Cordae & \nJuice WRLD\n]\nI'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain\nWith a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name\nThis industry has nothin' to offer beyond fame\nTime to take these niggas to school, LeBron James\nLesson one, I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures\nSmash divas, stash reefer in the lab freezer\nI found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab\nSo I'm in class, smokin' gas, slappin' the class preacher\nBring the house down on you hoes, Queen Latifah\nI'm too fast, gettin' this cash\nGet in the way, get your brain bashed\nChopper gon' smash, hittin' your face\nI'ma tie up, just like a shoe, my flow laced\nY'all niggas so fake, wash your face in my showcase\nFresher than Colgate, make hoes wait, I hold weight\nBottle of Ros\u00e9 in a Rolls, drivin' with road rage\nFor ten days, off Xans, just tryna get paid\nAnd since the sixth grade, I been great, no sensei\nMy rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great\nI smoke ten J's with two hoes that go both ways\nFunny how two plus two equals foreplay\nSpeakin' of foreplay, had this shit in the hallway with\nA nun on Sunday, I guess I'm just too blessed\n (Woah, ayy)\nMe and my nigga Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe\nYou knew it first, got my mom Chanel with the newest purse\nBirkin bag, never hurt to ask, \"What type of purse is that?\"\nSomething that's very fuckin' expensive, I deserve to brag\nI murder tracks, \nthis isn't mumble, it's murder rap\nType of shit your grandma understand with her old ass\nSpend a half a million, then go back and make some more cash\nThe hair trigger Brazilian, you would get your whole hood waxed\nSee, what you know about my life and my troubled past?\nTook the shuttle pass, hit the mall, I got double cash, copped the duffle bag\nTen bands on my fuckin' ass, that's a subtle brag\nHi Level, we be makin' moves, hit the huddle fast, ah\nBreak the huddle, get a sack, that's a fumble on the play\nNot in my house, he look like Mutombo in the face\nLeave him spinnin' like a funnel cloud with lightning and some thunder\nLike the Wizard of O-Z, the way we carry him away (Uh)\nCarry him, then bury him, barbarian\nBeef with anybody, even if you vegetarian\nMy flow on ebola, your flow just need Claritin\nRunnin' laps 'round these chaps, it's embarrassin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4OMJGnvZfDvsePyCwRGO7X", "title":"Houdini", "artist":"Dua Lipa", "danceability":0.744, "valence":0.866, "speechiness":0.059, "fres":99.7221385111, "vocabComplex":0.4342105263, "sentenceLength":76.0, "avgSyllable":2.3939393939, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOkay\nMm, ah\n[Chorus]\nI come and I go\nTell me all the ways you need me\nI'm not here for long\nCatch me or I go Houdini\nI come and I go\nProve you got the right to please me\nEverybody knows\nCatch me or I go Houdini\n[Verse 1]\nTime is passin' like a solar eclipse\nSee you watchin' and you blow me a kiss\nIt's your moment, baby, don't let it slip\nCome in closer, are you readin' my lips?\n[Chorus]\nThey say I come and I go\nTell me all the ways you need me\nI'm not here for long\nCatch me or I go Houdini\nI come and I go\nProve you got the right to please me\nEverybody knows\nCatch me or I go Houdini", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3nqQXoyQOWXiESFLlDF1hG", "title":"Unholy", "artist":"Sam Smith & Kim Petras", "danceability":0.714, "valence":0.238, "speechiness":0.0864, "fres":91.7003846154, "vocabComplex":0.422907489, "sentenceLength":227.0, "avgSyllable":2.472826087, "lyrics":"[Intro: Sam Smith & \nKim \nPetras\n]\nMummy don't know Daddy's getting hot\nAt the Body Shop\nDoing something unholy\nHe like it, like it, yeah (\nOoh\n)\nHe like it, like it, yeah (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nHe like it, like it, yeah (Uh)\nHe like it, like it, yeah\n[Verse 1: Sam Smith]\nA lucky, lucky girl\nShe got married to a boy like you\nShe'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew\n'Bout all the **** you tell me that you do\nDirty, dirty boy\nYou know everyone is talkin' on the scene\nI hear them whisperin' 'bout the places that you've been\nAnd how you don't know how to keep your business clean\n[Chorus: Sam Smith & \nKim Petras\n]\nMummy don't know Daddy's getting hot\nAt the Body Shop\nDoin' something unholy\nHe's sat back while she's droppin' it\nShe be poppin' it\nYeah, she put it down slowly\nOh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at\nHo-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that\nMummy don't know Daddy's getting hot\nAt the Body Shop\nDoin' something unholy (\nWoo\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"05CTjmZKjZoCKQvM1Ldq9M", "title":"Parade On Cleveland", "artist":"Young Thug Featuring Drake", "danceability":0.528, "valence":0.313, "speechiness":0.556, "fres":96.6630952381, "vocabComplex":0.4708737864, "sentenceLength":51.5, "avgSyllable":2.2345679012, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Intro: Drake]\nWoah\n[Verse: Drake]\nHow the fuck you out here goin' tit for tat? (Tit for tat)\nI should've saw the signs, how could I miss that? (How could I miss that?)\nAyy, soon as I'm fresh out the box like a Tic-Tac\nWe havin' sex soon as I get my bitch back\nIt ain't gon' be sexy when I get my lick back\nI'm about to mop up some boys, it's custodian time\nMe and my thoughts is the loneliest time\nDon't tell me 'bout loyalty, show me this time\nDon't tell me 'bout loyalty, show me this time\nBusiness is business, you owe me this time\nSlime on your head, Nickelodeon time\n[Chorus: Drake]\nOh, woah\nParade on Blev\u0435land soon as I get home\nI'm comin' home\nI'm comin' hom\u0435\nAll the dawgs,\n all the lifers\nAll the pythons, all the vipers\nParade, parade on Bleveland soon as I get home\nYou already know, you already know", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"30TcFxtFyju8isK6Hjo9KY", "title":"Where My Twin @", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.742, "valence":0.13, "speechiness":0.246, "fres":92.798778481, "vocabComplex":0.4648241206, "sentenceLength":66.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.2601880878, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh-oh\nYeah-yeah\nYoung Metro, young Metro, young Metro\n[Chorus]\nWhere my twin at? In a courtroom\nWith his head up, ain't no tissue\nAny issue, slang a pistol\nAt the opposites, smash off in a wide-body kit\n[Verse]\nStacked a hundred bucks and it's obvious\nTwo mill' a show, I can geek a audience\nWhere the wind at, nigga?\nWhere the lean at, nigga?\nWhere the fin at, nigga?\nWhere my twin at?\nIn a courtroom, I'm on mushrooms\nRenew the contract, that's a process, yeah\nWe ain't stoppin', we ain't boxed in\nForever locked in (Come here, yeah)\nTake the Glock, gon' squeeze, don't you ask me\nGetting mopped in a foreign while I'm backed in\nFew thousand gon' turn up the assassins\nDon't you ask me, yeah\nI love Mexico, I'm always keep a decoy\nTake this rapping shit global, still a D boy, huh\nSmell the odor coming off, it gettin' re-rocked\nNiggas tied to the mafia like Reeboks, uh\nBring the lean out, uh, bring the speed out, uh\nBring the keys out, uh, bringing Bs out, uh, bringing Cs out, uh\nWe just tee up, uh, we don't tee out\nI can't let a bitch get close to my stash house\nI done seen what niggas do to a slime boss\nI get to trippin' in Jimmy Choo, I feel fine now\nI get to shoot a clip, let a nigga find out\nGon' peep behind now, I could feel the vibe out\nThey swear they know the truth, but still, niggas ride out\nI see my hitters on my live, gotta log out\nI could've damaged this shit, I couldn't talk about\nI'm tryna manage this shit, smoke a whole pound\nHad this lil' sandman bitch sign for the penthouse\nI done felt abandoned, now I know how to win now\nI'ma be her friend now, no matter how it end now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"46pF1zFimM582ss1PrMy68", "title":"Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)", "artist":"Darlene Love", "danceability":0.325, "valence":0.36, "speechiness":0.053, "fres":94.0210762712, "vocabComplex":0.4137931034, "sentenceLength":174.0, "avgSyllable":2.4365079365, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\n(Christmas) The snow's coming down\n(Christmas) I'm watching it fall\n(Christmas) Lots of people around\n(Christmas) Baby, please come home\n[Verse 2]\n(Christmas) The church bells in town\n(Christmas) All ringing in song\n(Christmas) Full of happy sounds\n(Christmas) Baby, please come home\n[Chorus]\nThey're singing \"Deck the Halls\"\nBut it's not like Christmas at all\n'Cause I remember when you were here\nAnd all the fun we had last year\n[Verse 3]\n(Christmas) Pretty lights on the tree\n(Christmas) I'm watching them shine\n(Christmas) You should be here with me\n(Christmas) Baby, please come home\n[Chorus]\nThey're singing \"Deck the Halls\"\nBut it's not like Christmas at all\n'Cause I remember when you were here\nAnd all the fun we had last year", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"45wMBGri1PORPjM9PwFfrS", "title":"Blank Space (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.737, "valence":0.755, "speechiness":0.0641, "fres":100.4298217317, "vocabComplex":0.5720338983, "sentenceLength":47.2, "avgSyllable":2.4663212435, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nNice to meet you, where you been?\nI could show you incredible things\nMagic, madness, heaven, sin\nSaw you there and I thought\n\"Oh, my God, look at that face\nYou look like my next mistake\nLove's\u205fa\u205fgame,\u205fwanna play?\" Ayy\nNew\u205fmoney, suit and\u205ftie\nI can read you like a magazine\nAin't it funny? Rumors fly\nAnd I know you heard about me\nSo, hey, let's be friends\nI'm dyin' to see how this one ends\nGrab your passport and my hand\nI can make the bad guys good for a weekend\n[Chorus]\nSo it's gonna be forever\nOr it's gonna go down in flames?\nYou can tell me when it's over, mm\nIf the high was worth th\u0435 pain\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll t\u0435ll you I'm insane\n'Cause you know I love the players\nAnd you love the game\n'Cause we're young and we're reckless\nWe'll take this way too far\nIt'll leave you breathless, mm\nOr with a nasty scar\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\nBut I've got a blank space, baby\nAnd I'll write your name", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7kkLBfxW41iVO0cdLU9e9S", "title":"God Gave Me A Girl", "artist":"Russell Dickerson", "danceability":0.518, "valence":0.37, "speechiness":0.0647, "fres":101.5518737673, "vocabComplex":0.567839196, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":2.4597701149, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI gave it hell on Friday nights\nAll about that single life\nI gave my mama a reason to pray\nDidn't care about tryin' to change, no\nI gave my all to those empty bars\nThey always left me with a broken heart\nNever really ever gave love a thought\nMan, as soon as I swore it off\n[Chorus]\nGod gave me a girl, girl gave me a kiss\nKiss gave me a feelin' that I still get\nEvery time I look in her eyes\nI don't deserve her and I don't know why\nShe gave m\u0435 her hand, I gave her a ring\nTh\u0435n as soon as I could, I gave her my last name\nNow I'm gonna give her forever\nI knew what I wanted but He knew better\nGod gave me a girl, mm-mm\n[Verse 2]\nThe boys gave me a hard time\n'Cause I was givin' her all of mine\nBut the first time they met her is when they understood\nSaid, \"How'd you get one so good?\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"582YxhgpJEY0aEHQtVQFhO", "title":"02.02.99", "artist":"That Mexican OT", "danceability":0.84, "valence":0.564, "speechiness":0.291, "fres":93.9053827751, "vocabComplex":0.4516129032, "sentenceLength":310.0, "avgSyllable":2.1120689655, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nSkelez, oh my God\n)\n[Chorus]\nCan't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker\nBitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other\nTold my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other\nI'm the type that need the walls up when they bowlin' 'cause I'm gutter (Uh-huh, uh-huh)\n[Verse 1]\nI ain't fucked your sister, bitch, I'm just a motherfucker\nNah, I'm lyin', I knocked her ass down too and we got in lots of trouble, ugh\n\"Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps, he's just a bitch\"\nHo, I'm Virgil 'til I die, and, oh, yes, sir, I'm with the shits (Fah, fah, fah, fah)\nOn 288, swingin' elbows like I'm in the UFC\nMy chopper got a mind of its own, so if it shoot, it ain't on me\nI stay after F because I'm a G\nBad bitch with me, she stay on fleek\nMiami Heat, up and shoot, shoot a three\nCall my chopper \"Kick\" because it knock out a knee\nYes, bitch, I'm cut throat, no love, ho\nWe gon' get 'em done, foe\nHop out with these sticks, I told my t\u00edo, \"Let that mug blow\"\nMismatch my designer, got me feelin' like I'm Lud Foe\nIf the bitch can't afford my watch, then I ain't got time for a itty-bitty broke ho (Uh-huh, uh-huh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0B6g379TMw0nYGXA7y5xHz", "title":"All The Way Live", "artist":"Metro Boomin, Future & Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.774, "valence":0.28, "speechiness":0.154, "fres":104.56646875, "vocabComplex":0.3202416918, "sentenceLength":331.0, "avgSyllable":2.0760456274, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future & \nYoung Thug\n]\nType of time you on \n(\nMetro\n)\nChanel cover, it's on my mother\nHide in the mood\nType of time we on\n(All the way live, all the way live\nAll the way live, all the way live\nAll the way live, all the way live\nAll the way live, all the way live)\n[Chorus: Future]\nType of time we on, type of time we on\nType of time we on, type of time we on\nSeven differ\u0435nt days, yeah\n365, all the way live, y\u0435ah\nType of time we on, type of time we on\nType of time we on, type of time we on\nType of time we on, type of time we on\nType of time we on, type of time we on\n[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]\nSet my back against the wall (Wall), I can't fail nor fall (Flaw, flaw)\nIf I ever fall, I'ma take the fall (Yeah)\nI can soar so high, don't need webs to crawl (Webs to crawl)\nI can soar so high, don't need webs to crawl (Soar)\nThe world's in my hand, got powers, my palm\n (In my palm)\nLook over the city, 'cause I'm on my own (Own)\nLife can be so tricky, got my mind just gone (Just gone)\nGot my mind (Go, go, woah)\nGot no time for minglin', my senses tinglin' (Tinglin')\nEvery time I save the world, I think about my friends\nI wish that I didn't have to pretend\nBut if I take my mask off, I blend in", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6QT6j7rKt7Vk3IuV2AUO9W", "title":"Lacy", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.455, "valence":0.413, "speechiness":0.0341, "fres":86.4026168831, "vocabComplex":0.4731707317, "sentenceLength":51.25, "avgSyllable":2.3, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nLacy, oh Lacy, skin like puff pastry\nAren't you the sweetest thing on this side of Hell?\nDear angel Lacy, eyes white as daisies\nDid I ever tell you that I\u2019m not doin' well?\n[Chorus]\nOoh, I care, I care, I care\nLike perfume that you wear, I linger all the time\nWatching, hidden in plain sight\nAnd ooh, I try, I try, I try\nBut it takes over my life, I see you everywhere\nThe sweetest torture one could bear\n[Verse 2]\nSmart, sexy Lacy, I'm losin\u2019 it lately\nI feel your compliments lik\u0435 bullets on skin\nDazzling starlet, Bardot reincarnat\u0435\nWell, aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist?\n[Chorus]\nOoh, I care, I care, I care\nLike ribbons in your hair, my stomach's all in knots\nYou got the one thing that I want\nOoh, I try, I try, I try\nTry to rationalize, people are people\nBut it's like you're made of angel dust", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7CyPwkp0oE8Ro9Dd5CUDjW", "title":"One Of The Girls", "artist":"The Weeknd, Jennie & Lily Rose Depp", "danceability":0.522, "valence":0.202, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":102.8311425061, "vocabComplex":0.4870466321, "sentenceLength":193.0, "avgSyllable":2.41875, "lyrics":"[Intro: JENNIE]\nLock me up and throw away the key\nHe knows how to get the best out of me\nI'm no force for the world to see\nTrade my whole life just to be\n[Verse 1: The Weeknd]\nTell nobody I control you\nI broke you just to own you\nThey can't tell but I love you\n'Cause you're loyal, baby\nI love when you're submissive\nYou love it when I break skin\nYou feel pain without flinchin'\nSo say it\n[Pre-Chorus: Lily-Rose Depp]\nGive me tough love\nLeave me with nothin' when I come down\nMy kind of love\nForce me and choke me 'til I pass out\n[Chorus: Lily-Rose Depp]\nWe don't gotta b\u0435 in love, no\nI don't gotta be the on\u0435, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1PH2MDbcBAU094DlgTIND1", "title":"Thank God", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.657, "valence":0.576, "speechiness":0.0394, "fres":102.3623031844, "vocabComplex":0.5942857143, "sentenceLength":175.0, "avgSyllable":2.4366197183, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nI won't doubt it, I won't\nHe won't mislead all His followers\nPrayin' on the process, mind and spirit\nFeel like\nLike I'm\nFloatin' in my prime time\n[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nOne life, live it right now\nOne life, live it in\n[Chorus: KayCyy]\nGoodbyes, that's life\nFun times for life\nFor life, from down my eyes\nThank God I'm free tonight\n[Verse 2: Travis Scott & \nTeezo Touchdown\n]\nGot God on the line\nTell the devil I'm fine\nHe always tryin'\nTryin' his best (\nNo question\n)\nTop of the pole\nMe and my bros\nWhen the story get told\nIt's gon' be BMF (\nMuchas gracias\n)\nThis shit sound hard\nIt wasn't made easy\nYou can't live twice\nThank God I'm br\u0435athin' (\nWe gon' fuck it up\n)\nWe gotta go now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5QeivzKoEZiwLasgVoCe9o", "title":"White Christmas", "artist":"Bing Crosby With Ken Darby Singers & John Scott Trotter & His Orchestra", "danceability":0.211, "valence":0.226, "speechiness":0.0328, "fres":72.4725129612, "vocabComplex":0.3532934132, "sentenceLength":71.5714285714, "avgSyllable":2.3607427056, "lyrics":"\"Jingle Bells\" - Duke Ellington\n\"When There's Love\" - Roberta Flack\n\"Christmas in New Orleans\" - Louis\u2005Armstrong\u2005& Benny Carter\n\"The\u2005Christmas Song\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"Let It\u2005Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow\" - Frank Sinatra\n\"Hark! the Herald Angels Sing\" - Aretha Franklin\n\"Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas\" - Lou Rawls\n\"It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas (With Michael Ayres and His Orchestra)\" - Perry Como, The Fontane Sisters & Michael Ayres and His Orchestra\n\"O Holy Night\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"White Christmas\" - Bing Crosby, Ken Darby Singers & John Scott Trotter & His Orchestra\n\"The Christmas Song\" - Nat King Cole\n\"Jingle Bells\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"The Christmas Waltz (Remastered)\" - Nat King Cole\n\"A Holly Jolly Christmas (Single Version)\" - Burl Ives\n\"Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree (Single Version)\" - Brenda Lee\n\"Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!\" - Dean Martin\n\"'Zat You, Santa Claus? (Single Version)\" - Louis Armstrong & The Commanders\n\"Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"(There's No Place Like) Home for the Holidays (1954 Version)\" - Perry Como\n\"O Little Town of Bethlehem\" - Nat King Cole\n\"The First No\u00ebl\" - Andy Williams\n\"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer\" - Gene Autry\n\"Light of the World\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"Jingle Bells\" - Ella Fitzgerald\n\"All Alone on Christmas\" - Darlene Love\n\"The Little Drummer Boy\" - Andy Williams\n\"O Holy Night\" - Andy Williams\n\"I've Got My Love to Keep Me Warm\" - Billie Holiday\n\"White Christmas\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"It Came Upon a Midnight Clear (Remastered)\" - Frank Sinatra\n\"Christmastime\" - Jenny & Tyler\n\"Christmas Time Is Here - Vocal\" - Vince Guaraldi Trio\n\"What Child Is This?\" - Lauren Daigle\n\"I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day\" - Carpenters\n\"Jingle Bell Rock\" - Brenda Lee\n\"Christmas in New Orleans\" - Louis Armstrong & Benny Carter\n\"A Marshmallow World\" - Dean Martin\n\"Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree\" - She & Him\n\"Santa Claus Is Coming to Town\" - Frank Sinatra\n\"I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday\" - Leona Lewis\n\"Welcome to Our World\" - Chris Rice\n\"Noel (Live)\" - Chris Tomlin & Lauren Daigle\n\"Caroling, Caroling\" - Nat King Cole\n\"Christmas Time Is Here\" - Lauren Daigle", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3jhV8I9sIPXsjPs2ZOnSaf", "title":"But I Got A Beer In My Hand", "artist":"Luke Bryan", "danceability":0.404, "valence":0.608, "speechiness":0.0535, "fres":90.6905586051, "vocabComplex":0.5209302326, "sentenceLength":215.0, "avgSyllable":2.4733727811, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nYeah\n[Verse 1]\nThat old familiar, meant to kill you, middle finger, rearview mirror\nSupposed to make a country boy sad\nI should be in my recliner, whiskey typin' up one-liners\nCryin', trying to get you back\nYeah, I know how that country song goes\nI'm supposed to be heartbroke\n[Chorus]\nBut I got a beer in my hand, and I got it raised up high\nI ain't got a give in my damn right, I can do this all night\nCountry done came to town, this town don't stand a chance\nI'll holler at the ladies, dancin' like crazy, new Luccheses, fresh up out the deer stand\nFeelin' this high, wasn't part of my plan\nWasn't even gonna try\nBut I got a beer in my hand\n[Verse 2]\nThe bands playin' David Lee Murphy, party crowd, it's party thirty\nLawdy mercy, I'm feelin' good\nAnd I'm bettin' you're bettin', that I'm a wreck and you reckon\nI'll call you up any second and I would", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4w2Furap0ZzaiK4J14E9sR", "title":"Think U The Shit (Fart)", "artist":"Ice Spice", "danceability":0.967, "valence":0.311, "speechiness":0.207, "fres":97.8640784568, "vocabComplex":0.4184397163, "sentenceLength":70.5, "avgSyllable":1.9901477833, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWhat the fuck I'ma say in the intro?\nHahaha\nYou want me to say somethin' so bad\n(\nStop playin' with 'em, Riot\n)\nCan you, please?\n[Chorus]\nThink you the shit, bitch?\nYou not even the fart (Grrah)\nI be goin' hard (Grrah)\nI'm breakin' they hearts, like\nBitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)\nBitches be thick, but I'm thicke\nr (Like)\nShe could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)\n[Verse 1]\nTake-takin' her man (Takin' her man)\nDon't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)\nOut in the Yams (Out in the Yams)\nAnd I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)\nI make me some jams (I make me some jams)\nUnlock that advance (Unlock that advance)\nI said four hundred bands (I said four hundred bands)\nJust to do my lil' dance (Grrah)\nBitch, I'm a brand (Like)\nBitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want (Damn)\nAll in Balenci', I look like a bum\nI got the jatty, he just wanna hump (Hump)\nWalk through and start shakin' my hips\nI'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)\nStrip a dummy, I want the whole 'fit\nI got a French nigga sendin' me tips, grrah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"25leEEaz1gIpp7o21Fqyjo", "title":"Here Comes Santa Claus (Right Down Santa Claus Lane)", "artist":"Gene Autry", "danceability":0.834, "valence":0.976, "speechiness":0.0358, "fres":83.3810613811, "vocabComplex":0.567839196, "sentenceLength":99.5, "avgSyllable":3.1363636364, "lyrics":"[Intro, spoken]\nSpeaking of Christmas spirit, each year out in Hollywood, California, they have what they call a Santa Claus parade. A few years ago while I was riding in this parade, I saw smiles on thousands of faces, both young and old alike, waiting for a look at that most popular man all over the world\nI can hear them shouting now\n\"Here comes Santa Claus\nHere comes Santa Claus\nHere comes Santa Claus...\"\n[Verse 1]\nHere comes Santa Claus\nHere comes Santa Claus\nRight down Santa Claus Lane\nVixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer\nPullin' on the reins\nBells are ringin', children singin'\nAll is merry and bright\nSo hang your stockings and say your prayers\n'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight\n[Verse 2]\nHere comes Santa Claus\nHere comes Santa Claus\nRight down Santa Claus Lane\nHe's got a bag that's filled with toys\nFor boys and girls again\nHear those sleigh bells jingle jangle\nOh, what a beautiful sight\nSo jump in bed and cover your head\n'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"79AHPJd8upvNxyK2qQcY8J", "title":"Hiss", "artist":"Megan Thee Stallion", "danceability":0.745, "valence":0.686, "speechiness":0.423, "fres":87.7293569845, "vocabComplex":0.4092827004, "sentenceLength":118.5, "avgSyllable":2.4086021505, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI just wanna kick this shit off by sayin' fuck y'all\nI ain't gotta clear my name on a motherfuckin' thing\nEvery time I get mentioned, one of y'all bitch-ass niggas get twenty-four hours of attention\nI'm finna get this shit off my chest and lay it to rest, let's go\n(And if the beat live)\n(\nB-B-Bankroll Got It\n)\n, ayy\n[Verse 1]\nI feel like Mariah Carey (Mariah Carey), got these niggas so obsessed (Damn)\nMy pussy so famous, might get managed by Kris Jenner next (Mwah)\nHe can't move on, can't let it go (Let it go), he hooked, nose full of that Tina Snow\nAnd since niggas need Megan help to make money, bitch, come be my ho (Ah)\nAll of you bitches is weak, on the Bible (Weak, on the Bible), talkin' shit from where no one can find you\nI can never be judged by a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly go viral\nAyy, I'm sexy as fuck, and I'm freaky (And I'm freaky), get whoever I want, eeny-meeny (Yeah)\nWhy the fuck would I stay with a nigga that's weak in the sheets and don't know how to please me?\nBodies on bodies on bodies on bodies\nSay he fucked Megan and now he the topic\nThese niggas thinkin' they lowered the value\nAll this free promo, I'm turnin' a profit\nHate when a nigga be kissin' and tellin' (Tellin')\nSay he a player, but he in his feelings (What?)\nBet I won't give up the pussy again\nShit, should've gave it to his friend (Ayy)\nThese hoes don't be mad at Megan, these hoes mad at Megan's Law\nI don't really know what the problem is, but I guarantee y'all don't want me to start\nBitch, you a pussy (You a pussy), never finna check me (Yeah)\nEvery chance you get, bet your weak ass won't address me (Ho)\nBitches swear they G, but the G must stand for goofy (G must stand for goofy)\nWhen the fuck did all the gangster niggas turn to groupies?\nEverybody wanna kick it when you ain't a threat (Ain't a threat)\nThese niggas don't like me 'cause they know I'm on they neck", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0V3wPSX9ygBnCm8psDIegu", "title":"Anti-Hero", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.637, "valence":0.533, "speechiness":0.0519, "fres":80.0834347826, "vocabComplex":0.6486486486, "sentenceLength":185.0, "avgSyllable":2.8333333333, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI have this thing where I get older, but just never wiser\nMidnights become my afternoons\nWhen my depression works the graveyard shift\n, \nall of the people\nI've ghosted stand there in the room\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI should not be left to my own devices\nThey come with prices and vices\nI end up in crisis\n(Tale as old as time)\nI wake up screaming from dreaming\nOne day, I'll watch as you're leaving\n'Cause you got tired of my scheming\n(For the last time)\n[Chorus]\nIt's me, hi\nI'm the problem, it's me\nAt teatime, everybody agrees\nI'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror\nIt must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero\n[Verse 2]\nSometimes, I feel like everybody is a sexy baby\nAnd I'm a monster on the hill\nToo big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city\nPierced through the heart, but never killed", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3OGCNLxpBmTYRxPZg2yDE5", "title":"Back To The Moon", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.767, "valence":0.259, "speechiness":0.0578, "fres":94.3730055694, "vocabComplex":0.4282608696, "sentenceLength":460.0, "avgSyllable":2.3626943005, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nIf you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do\nThink he the one, but he really the two\nBetter get low when I hit at your crew\nI'm sendin' the cleaners through\nI'm barely not sober\n, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move\nThey sat me down like I went outerspace\n, \nnow I gotta go back to the moon\n[Verse 1]\nNigga right back on the shrooms\nNigga geeked up like it ain't nun' to lose\nTwo months, I'm back on the move\nRight back in the club throwin' racks in the pool\nI'm 'bout to start actin' a fool\nIt's just you and me, and you know who I choose\nYou knew this would happen, you cut off the crew\nI'm talkin' to me and not you\nI missed out on millions and millions, that money is gone\nAin't get no compensation, ain't no conversation for niggas, we ready to roll\nLet's get back to that basic, main reason they fakin' 'cause I done been fuckin' they hoes\nOnly reason you said it 'cause these niggas said it, you suckin' the dick and the toes\n[Verse 2]\nYou get caught, gotta know how it go\n'Cause this shit could get tricky fasho\nRich enough to get put in a hole\nGot a crew but I been all alone\nI been drivin' the car from the back takin' pictures and pieces in back of the Rolls\nAnd I think these lil' boys wanna cook somethin', let's crank up the beef and get back to the shows\nIn Miami, we BP the boat\nPut the bulletproof back on the road\nBeen a minute, it's been so long\nEver wondered that I was doin' wrong\nI said, \"Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone\"\nMan, these niggas couldn't see me with the song\nIf these niggas done never see me, probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along\nAnd Young Gunna didn't get a season, these niggas'll never put it on\nI can't start back at where was needed\nYeah, I know y'all, Wun-Wunna put me on\nKept it cool but it got me heated\nAnd I'm 'bout to show 'em how it go\nLike a river, I show 'em how it flow\nAt the show, and they know my M-O", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5Se32hEA9raeboZerywxka", "title":"You Broke My Heart", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.465, "valence":0.276, "speechiness":0.0893, "fres":91.4338257576, "vocabComplex":0.5683453237, "sentenceLength":139.0, "avgSyllable":2.8596491228, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nYeah\nOh, baby, don't go\nDon't go\nLook\nLook\n[Verse 1]\nMy notepad caught many bodies\nScreenshots solved plenty problems\nVoice notes bagged plenty\u2005hotties\nCan't\u2005just talk to\u2005me like anybody\nCan't just talk to\u2005me like anybody\nMan, you bitches know that I'm a somebody\nAnd lil' baby bad, \nshe got a Jung body\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nBunch of feelings I just couldn't shake\nDisrespect that I just shouldn't take\nYou just couldn't see the good in Drake\nFour months not a long time, but you fucked somebody, you just couldn't wait\nYou broke my heart, you broke my heart\n[Interlude]\nIt hurts\nYeah\nIf you just believe\nYeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3EN9CgupFLmuwmHYUPq0ny", "title":"Bitch Let's Do It", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again", "danceability":0.618, "valence":0.443, "speechiness":0.323, "fres":95.0278892061, "vocabComplex":0.3607427056, "sentenceLength":377.0, "avgSyllable":2.3279220779, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nChasely, where'd you fi\nnd that?\n)\nHuh\nYeah\nLil Top\nYeah, huh, yeah, ooh\n(\nD-Roc\n)\n[Chorus]\nIt's early noon and I'm druggin', tryna fuck me somethin'\nGet one to pull up on me and I'm gon' do me somethin'\nSince I was sixteen, had money, I say, \"I grew up stuntin'\"\nThey hatin', they laugh, it ain't nothin' 'cause I'm gon' burn me somethin'\nNow, you could think I'm stuntin', I put that on my mama\nI say, I stay up in somethin', that's why we stay with them choppers\nI know them slimes totin' somethin' and they be all with that drama\nThey pull up, jump, I start bustin' and make a bitch quit that talkin'\n[Verse]\nI hop out first with that chopper, I bust first at them cowards\nI had some beef with some niggas, I straight fucked over they partners\nI made shit s\u0435ize through the city and I sent blitz with th\u0435m dollars\nAnd I was the first to drop hits, bitch, I went crazy with bodies\nAnd I was fucked up with Ten, wear the same clothes, that's my partner\nHe broke the code and I zipped him, this nigga used to be on side me\nI was mad at my boy, but, shit, I'm grown, you can't stop me\nHe got me hooked on that boy, we both was goin' through some problems\nYoung nigga cutthroat, you saw it, he either slime or a goblin\nYou know I'm with it, YoungBoy, I kill that bitch 'front his mama\nLike, thirty days straight, I ain't sleep from two to three\nLike, thirty days straight\u2014\nHold on, let me catch again\nI say, thirty days straight, I ain't sleep from two to three\nI went thirty days straight, I was rollin' off the bean\nIt been thirty days straight she had an attitude with me\nI'ma get that ass straight, I'll stab that pussy 'til it bleed\nIn a new 38 chain, I got that bitch on her knees\nBuy lil' baby anything and she ain't gotta ask me please\nI'ma kill a pussy nigga, fuck your boy and what you bleed\nI want your face on top the pavement 'bout that fuckin' playin' with me\nI had your mama at the precinct every day to tell on me\nThat rap boy, he ain't safe, haha, bitch, please\nThey patch him up, couldn't even stitch him from that hole left with that heat\nSpoke on us, I gotta see, get his last rollout on a tee\nIt ain't no bitch that I need, I need Visine\nI be grindin' and she on side me\nAnd she can't love me 'cause I'm too slimey\nI'm wherever them diggers be, you know right where to find me\nThough they got me fucked up, I came up, don't care 'bout nothin'\nI'ma get 'em bust up, he fucked up, don't tell me nothin'\nI'ma get your head bust, lil' nigga, all that fuckin' stuntin'\nThey gon' lay his head on the pillow if we creep up on him\nBaby, I'm too yeah on these niggas, I got plenty money\nBae, I leave shit dead, industry just don't like me for nothin'\nGettin' at all they ass with this money, tell 'em, \"Do me somethin'\"\nBitch, I got that sack, and on your head, I'll put it on you\nRing around the rosie, my diamonds are frozen\nMy wife, yeah, she love me, my ex bitch ain't want me\nUh, none of them ain't wrote me, I was locked away like they threw the key\nPray at night for my soul to keep, these pussy niggas wan' roll on me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1SV1fxF65n9NhRHp3KlBuu", "title":"Wonderful Christmastime", "artist":"Paul McCartney", "danceability":0.774, "valence":0.771, "speechiness":0.0319, "fres":82.8702488688, "vocabComplex":0.4368932039, "sentenceLength":103.0, "avgSyllable":3.0352941176, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThe mood is right\nThe spirit's up\nWe're here tonight\nAnd that's enough\n[Chorus]\nSimply having a wonderful Christmastime\nSimply having a wonderful Christmastime\n[Verse 2]\nThe party's on\nThe feeling's here\nThat only comes\nThis time of year\n[Chorus]\nSimply having a wonderful Christmastime\nSimply having a wonderful Christmastime\n[Bridge]\nThe choir of children sing their song\nDing dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding\nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh\nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh\nDoo doo doo doo doo doo doo", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5BqI4ugJL5WaPRQ6MlC8Ho", "title":"Try That In A Small Town", "artist":"Jason Aldean", "danceability":0.457, "valence":0.376, "speechiness":0.0529, "fres":105.178030303, "vocabComplex":0.4711538462, "sentenceLength":208.0, "avgSyllable":2.478021978, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nSucker punch somebody on a sidewalk\nCarjack an old lady at a red light\nPull a gun on the owner of a liquor store\nYa think it's cool, well, act a fool if ya like\nCuss out a cop, spit in his face\nStomp on the flag and light it up\nYeah, ya think you're tough\n[Chorus]\nWell, try that in a small town\nSee how far ya make it down the road\n'Round here, we take care of our own\nYou cross that line\n, it won't take long\nFor you to find out, \nI recommend you don't\nTry that in a small town\n[Verse 2]\nGot a gun that my granddad gave me\nThey say one day they're gonna round up\nWell, that shit might fly in the city, good luck\n[Chorus]\nTry that in a small town\nSee how far ya make it down the road\n'Round here, we take care of our own\nYou cross that line, it won't take long\nFor you to find out, I recommend you don't\nTry that in a small town", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"02Cp3VTUWNed8hr69BhKz6", "title":"Dark Days", "artist":"21 Savage & Mariah The Scientist", "danceability":0.685, "valence":0.136, "speechiness":0.161, "fres":95.7338888889, "vocabComplex":0.4733893557, "sentenceLength":178.5, "avgSyllable":2.6137931034, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nI finally got the fame and fortune that I prayed for\nWho would have thought I would emerge from all that gun smoke?\nThis for all the teenagers that wanna gun tote\n'Cause they cheaper in the hood than in the gun store (On God)\nYou gon' lose a lot of your friends and that's what hurt the most\nYou can't do nothin' but reminisce about y'all crackin' jokes\nYou feelin' like nobody love you, I know how that go\nYou gotta love yourself, lil' nigga, that's gon' help you glow (On God)\nI know it might sound lame, but just stay in school (21)\nThey got a place that they put people who don't follow rules (Yeah)\nYou probably got your mama scared, don't wanna watch the news\nReady to risk your lif\u0435 and freedom for a pair of shoes\nYeah, you say you love your switch, but it don't lov\u0435 you back\nYou can hug that block all night, it ain't gon' hug you back (Facts)\nSome of your friends gon' reincarnate and come back as rats (Pussy)\nAnd after your candlelight, they ain't gon' give your mama jack\nNow your brother kids askin' where they daddy at\nSo you gotta lie and tell 'em he just took a nap (Damn)\nYou done failed in the streets, so now you tryna rap\nBut that ain't really workin' for you, so it's back to trap, damn\n[Chorus: Mariah the Scientist]\nWhen it's all said and done\nThere's some things you can't run from\nIt's hard to decide\nEither live or you die\nI, I ask myself was it all worth the risk\n'Cause I can't pretend (Yeah)\nI can't stand the thought of losing you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4i6cwNY6oIUU2XZxPIw82Y", "title":"Karma", "artist":"Taylor Swift Featuring Ice Spice", "danceability":0.615, "valence":0.0734, "speechiness":0.0622, "fres":62.1666086614, "vocabComplex":0.36, "sentenceLength":35.0, "avgSyllable":2.5294117647, "lyrics":"General Field\nRecord Of The Year\nAward to the Artist and to the Producer(s), Recording Engineer(s) and\/or Mixer(s) and mastering engineer(s), if other than the artist.\n\u2022 \n\u201cWorship\u201d\nJon Batiste\n\u2022 \n\u201cNot Strong Enough\u201d\nboygenius\n\u2022 \n\u201cFlowers\u201d\nMiley Cyrus\n\u2022 \n\u201c\nWhat Was I Made For?\u201d\n [From The Motion Picture \"Barbie\"]\nBillie Eilish\n\u2022 \n\u201cOn My Mama\u201d\nVictoria Mon\u00e9t\n\u2022 \n\u201cVampire\u201d\nOlivia Rodrigo\n\u2022 \n\u201cAnti-Hero\u201d\nTaylor Swift\n\u2022 \n\u201cKill Bill\u201d\nSZA\nAlbum Of The Year\nAward to Artist(s) and to Featured Artist(s), Songwriter(s) of new material, Producer(s), Recording Engineer(s), Mixer(s) and Mastering Engineer(s) credited with 20% or more playing time of the album.\n\u2022 \nWorld Music Radio\nJon Batist\u0435\n\u2022 \nthe record\nboygenius\n\u2022 \nEndl\u0435ss Summer Vacation\nMiley Cyrus\n\u2022 \nDid You Know That There's A Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd\nLana Del Rey\n\u2022 \nThe Age Of Pleasure\nJanelle Mon\u00e1e\n\u2022 \nGUTS\nOlivia Rodrigo\n\u2022 \nMidnights\nTaylor Swift\n\u2022 \nSOS\nSZA\nSong Of The Year\nA Songwriter(s) Award. A song is eligible if it was first released or if it first achieved prominence during the Eligibility Year. (Artist names appear in parentheses.) Singles or Tracks only.\n\u2022 \n\u201cA&W\u201d\nJack Antonoff, Lana Del Rey & Sam Dew\n\u2022 \n\u201cAnti-Hero\u201d\nJack Antonoff & Taylor Swift\n\u2022 \n\u201cButterfly\u201d\nJon Batiste & Dan Wilson\n\u2022 \n\u201cDance The Night\u201d\n (From Barbie The Album)\nCaroline Ailin, Dua Lipa, Mark Ronson & Andrew Wyatt\n\u2022 \n\u201cFlowers\u201d\nMiley Cyrus, Gregory Aldae Hein & Michael Pollack\n\u2022 \n\u201cKill Bill\u201d\nRob Bisel, Carter Lang & Sol\u00e1na Rowe\n\u2022 \n\u201cVampire\u201d\nDaniel Nigro & Olivia Rodrigo\n\u2022 \n\u201cWhat Was I Made For?\u201d\n [From The Motion Picture \"Barbie\"]\nBillie Eilish O'Connell & Finneas O'Connell\nBest New Artist\nThis category recognizes an artist whose eligibility-year release(s) achieved a breakthrough into the public consciousness and notably impacted the musical landscape.\n\u2022 \nGracie Abrams\n\u2022 \nFred again..\n\u2022 \nIce Spice\n\u2022 \nJelly Roll\n\u2022 \nCoco Jones\n\u2022 \nNoah Kahan\n\u2022 \nVictoria Mon\u00e9t\n\u2022 \nThe War And Treaty\nProducer Of The Year, Non-Classical\nA Producer's Award. (Artists names appear in parentheses.)\n\u2022 \nJack Antonoff\n\u2022 \nDernst \"D'Mile\" Emile II\n\u2022 \nHit-Boy\n\u2022 \nMetro Boomin\n\u2022 \nDaniel Nigro\nSongwriter of the Year, Non-Classical\nA Songwriter's Award. (Artists names appear in parentheses.)\n\u2022 \nEdgar Barrera\n\u2022 \nJessie Jo Dillon\n\u2022 \nShane McAnally\n\u2022 \nTheron Thomas\n\u2022 \nJustin Tranter\nField 1: Pop & Dance\/Electronic Music\nBest Pop Solo Performance\nFor new vocal or instrumental pop recordings. Singles or Tracks only.\n\u2022 \n\u201cFlowers\u201d\nMiley Cyrus\n\u2022 \n\u201cPaint The Town Red\u201d\nDoja Cat\n\u2022 \n\u201cWhat Was I Made For?\u201d\n [From The Motion Picture \"Barbie\"]\nBillie Eilish\n\u2022 \n\u201cVampire\u201d\nOlivia Rodrigo\n\u2022 \n\u201cAnti-Hero\u201d\nTaylor Swift\nBest Pop Duo\/Group Performance\nFor new vocal or instrumental duo\/group or collaborative pop recordings. Singles or Tracks only.\n\u2022 \n\u201cThousand Miles\u201d\nMiley Cyrus ft. Brandi Carlile\n\u2022 \n\u201cCandy Necklace\u201d\nLana Del Rey ft. Jon Batiste\n\u2022 \n\u201cNever Felt So Alone\u201d\nLabrinth ft. Billie Eilish\n\u2022 \n\u201cKarma\u201d\nTaylor Swift ft. Ice Spice\n\u2022 \n\u201cGhost In The Machine\u201d\nSZA ft. Phoebe Bridgers\nBest Pop Vocal Album\nFor albums containing greater than 75% playing time of new pop vocal recordings.\n\u2022 \nChemistry\nKelly Clarkson\n\u2022 \nEndless Summer Vacation\nMiley Cyrus\n\u2022 \nGUTS\nOlivia Rodrigo\n\u2022 \n- (Subtract)\nEd Sheeran\n\u2022 \nMidnights\nTaylor Swift\nBest Dance\/Electronic Recording\nFor solo, duo, group or collaborative performances. Vocal or Instrumental. Singles or tracks only.\n\u2022 \n\u201cBlackbox Life Recorder 21F\u201d\nAphex Twin\n\u2022 \n\u201cLoading\u201d\nJames Blake\n\u2022 \n\u201cHigher Than Ever Before\u201d\nDisclosure\n\u2022 \n\u201cStrong\u201d\nRomy & Fred again..\n\u2022 \n\u201cRumble\u201d\nSkrillex, Fred again.. & Flowdan\nBest Pop Dance Recording\nFor solo, duo, group or collaborative performances. Vocal or Instrumental. Singles or tracks only.\n\u2022 \n\u201cBaby Don't Hurt Me\u201d\nDavid Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray\n\u2022 \n\u201cMiracle\u201d\nCalvin Harris ft. Ellie Goulding\n\u2022 \n\u201cPadam Padam\u201d\nKylie Minogue\n\u2022 \n\u201cOne In A Million\u201d\nBebe Rexha & David Guetta\n\u2022 \n\u201cRush\u201d\nTroye Sivan\nBest Dance\/Electronic Music Album\nFor vocal or instrumental albums. Albums only.\n\u2022 \nPlaying Robots Into Heaven\nJames Blake\n\u2022 \nFor That Beautiful Feeling\nThe Chemical Brothers\n\u2022 \nActual Life 3 (January 1 - September 9 2022)\nFred again..\n\u2022 \nKx5\nKx5\n\u2022 \nQuest For Fire\nSkrillex", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5dT8SEE6yaZMGn16u6FI9R", "title":"Big Truck", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again", "danceability":0.759, "valence":0.536, "speechiness":0.379, "fres":91.8506451613, "vocabComplex":0.4845938375, "sentenceLength":119.0, "avgSyllable":1.9929328622, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nNeilaWorld\n)\nUh, look, look, look, huh, huh\n[Verse 1]\nSick of bitch niggas from the city with that rappin'\nHuh, they know I make it happen, I ain't rappin'\nUh, uh, I'm on dope pack, bitch, and I'm actin'\nYeah, he had dissed me, bitch, and I smashed him\nPop your top with .30s, up in surgery, can't sew back together\nBitch, I do you dirty, come through swervin' with that black Beretta\nRolling Loud, one million dollar cash, what 'bout Coachella?\nI want that shit that make you flash 'cause it smoke better\nRacks on a nigga, ho, racks, I just do it better\nRacks, that lil' nigga broke, I put his ass on top the stretcher\nI'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch\nTalk 'bout beefin', when I meet you, greet you with a blitz\n[Chorus]\nMan, I hate a pussy nigga\nHuh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga\nHuh, pussy boy, I see you lookin', nigga\nI had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga\nYoungin pop out waitin' with the rod and h\u0435 tryna cook a nigga\nI'ma act bad and I'm gon' flash off these thirty jiggas\nGet in my feelings 'bout my cousin and w\u0435 murder niggas\nI'ma get him zipped straight off the rip, that's if he swervin' with you\nClaim that he real, know who he is, you got 'em servin' with you\nI'm a big truck, what?\nRoll off them pills inside the field, I cannot slip up\nWe don't give no fucks, nigga play, we tryna kill somethin'\nTryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, \"Let me feel somethin'\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4qmG24ebshLXtKu9HIShBP", "title":"Lace It", "artist":"Juice WRLD, Eminem & benny blanco", "danceability":0.773, "valence":0.305, "speechiness":0.309, "fres":94.6815980392, "vocabComplex":0.3352112676, "sentenceLength":355.0, "avgSyllable":2.1205673759, "lyrics":"[Intro: Juice WRLD]\nYeah, ayy, mm\n[Chorus: Juice WRLD]\nRoll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it\nI'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense\nAll these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'\nCodeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'\nRoll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it\nI've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense\nAll you humans basic, you ain't even got home trainin'\nCodeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'\n[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]\nStressed out, so I tend to take meds (Take meds)\nTh\u0435 Devil told me, \"Good show, break a l\u0435g\" (Break a leg)\nAll these painkillers like I got a pair of broken legs (Broken legs)\nAll these Percs I pop, you'd thought I was plannin' to break my neck\nGrindin', man, I'm hungry for this shit like I ain't ate yet\nYou wish that you could have what I could have, you could just say that\nIf you ain't my lil' bitch, then bitch, them convos, you can save that\nThese niggas think they invincible 'til they see them bullet holes in they Maybach\n[Chorus: Juice WRLD & \nEminem\n]\nRoll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it\nI'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense\nAll these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'\nCodeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'\nRoll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it\nI've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense\nAll you humans basic, you don't even got home trainin'\nCodeine by the cases (\nYeah\n), I've been purple rainin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"43y1WpBdnEy5TR9aZoSQL9", "title":"I Wish You Would (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.669, "valence":0.541, "speechiness":0.0432, "fres":103.83, "vocabComplex":0.3682170543, "sentenceLength":258.0, "avgSyllable":2.4279279279, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's 2 AM in your car\nWindows down, you pass my street, the memories start\nYou say, \"It's in the past,\" you drive straight ahead\nYou're thinkin' that I hate you now\n'Cause you still don't know what I never said\n[Chorus]\nI wish you would come back\nWish I never hung up the phone like I did, I\nWish you knew that\nI'll never forget you as long as I live and I\nWish you were right here, right now, it's all good\nI wish you would\n[Verse 2]\nIt's 2 AM in my room\nHeadlights pass the window pane, I think of you\nWe're a crooked love in a straight line down\nMakes you want to run and hide\nThen it makes you turn right back around\n[Chorus]\nI wish you would come back\nWish I never hung up the phone like I did, I\nWish you knew that\nI'll never forget you as long as I live and I\nWish you were right here, right now, it's all good\nI wish you would\nI wish we could go back\nAnd remember what we were fightin' for and I\nWish you knew that\nI miss you too much to be mad anymore and I\nWish you were right here, right now, it's all good\nI wish you would", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3Qu3Zh4WTKhP9GEXo0aDnb", "title":"Thought You Should Know", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.53, "valence":0.508, "speechiness":0.0278, "fres":98.1730655859, "vocabComplex":0.5191489362, "sentenceLength":33.5714285714, "avgSyllable":2.4184782609, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhat's goin' on, Mama? Somethin' just dawned on me\nI ain't been home in some months\nBeen\u2005chasin'\u2005songs and women,\u2005makin' some bad decisions\nGod knows I'm\u2005drinkin' too much\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah, I know you've been worryin' 'bout me\nYou've been losin' sleep since '93\n[Chorus]\nI thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me\nMust've finally made their way on through\nI thought you should know, I got me a new girl down there in \nJefferson City\n, and\nShe lets me fish whenever I want to\nYeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, \nstill your only damn son\n, can you believe I'm on the radio?\nJust thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know\n[Verse 2]\nOh, by the way, Mama, didn't mean to rambl\u0435 on ya\nHow's everything back at home?\nY\u0435ah, how's that garden comin'? \nIs Dad still doin' dumb shit?\nAnd how'd he keep you this long?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah, I'm sorry that I called you so late\nI just miss you, but anyways", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"779jpZikRmH99DiSVpwCHD", "title":"Soak City", "artist":"310babii", "danceability":0.861, "valence":0.257, "speechiness":0.187, "fres":103.6129203691, "vocabComplex":0.4285714286, "sentenceLength":39.375, "avgSyllable":1.8776371308, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nYou know we're going to Soak City, USA\n)\n(\nIt's here and it's makin' a splash\n)\nY'all already know who I am, right?\nHere we go, let's go, uh\n[Chorus: 310babii]\nIf you a bad bitch, fuck it up (Fuck it up)\nFreak bitch, she touch her toes like what? (Like huh?)\nShe said it's summertime, she tryna have some fun (Get lit)\nIf you a freak, do your shit, don't run (Don't do no runnin')\n[Verse 1: 310babii]\nIt's summertime, shit, which hoes fuckin'?\nFinna take this lil' bitch, yeah, her nigga ain't on nothin'\nFuck pound town, tryna go to soak city\nYour bitch turnt up, she said, \"Can you put it in me?\" (\nSlow down\n)\nLike, what? Okay, let's get it (\nSpeed up\n)\nShit, I done fucked up the whole program (\nOh\n)\nI beat her off the wall, dick her down, get nasty on cam\nShe know I fuck her right, all night? Alright\nTurn off the lights, I'm beatin' like I'm Mike\nTell her don't run from this pipe (\nAw\n)\nLet me see you fuck it up, go 'head, shake somethin' (\nYeah\n)\nThe bitch goin' dumb, she done put my chains on\nGot her goin' crazy, legs shakin', watch her move\nTold her you gotta fuck it up, I'm not the one who make the rules (\nAw\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2xO2QX9rUvbpWyP6G2KqLK", "title":"Monster Mash", "artist":"Bobby \"Boris\" Pickett And The Crypt-Kickers", "danceability":0.391, "valence":0.786, "speechiness":0.0392, "fres":92.3429411765, "vocabComplex":0.3947368421, "sentenceLength":190.0, "avgSyllable":2.5526315789, "lyrics":"[Intro \u2013 coffin squeak, scraping chain, and bubbling sound effects]\n[Verse 1]\nI was working in the lab, late one night\nWhen my eyes beheld an eerie sight\nFor my monster from his slab, began to rise\nAnd suddenly to my surprise\n[Chorus]\n(He did the mash) He did the monster mash\n(The monster mash) It was a graveyard smash\n(He did the mash) It caught on in a flash\n(He did the mash) He did the monster mash\n[Verse 2]\n(Wa-ooh) From my laboratory in the castle east\n(Wa-ooh) To the master bedroom where the vampires feast\n(Wah-wa-ooh) The ghouls all came from their humble abodes\n(Wa-ooh) \nTo get a jolt from my electrodes\n[Chorus]\n(They did the mash) They did the monster mash\n(The monster mash) It was a graveyard smash\n(They did the mash) It caught on in a flash\n(They did the mash) They did the monster mash", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"77khP2fIVhSW23NwxrRluh", "title":"A Holly Jolly Christmas", "artist":"Burl Ives", "danceability":0.683, "valence":0.888, "speechiness":0.0303, "fres":85.80004319, "vocabComplex":0.4378698225, "sentenceLength":169.0, "avgSyllable":2.5481481481, "lyrics":"[Intro: Chorus]\nDing-dong-ding\nDing-dong-ding\n[Verse 1: Burl Ives & \nChorus\n]\nHave a holly jolly Christmas \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nIt's the best time of the year \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nI don't know if there'll be snow\nBut have a cup of cheer\nHave a holly jolly Christmas \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nAnd when you walk down the street \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nSay hello to friends you know\nAnd everyone you meet\n[Pre-Chorus: Burl Ives, \nChorus\n, \n Burl Ives & Chorus\n]\nOh ho\n, the mistletoe\nHung where you can see\nSomebody waits for you \n(Ahh)\nKiss her once for me\n[Chorus: Burl Ives & \nChorus\n]\nHave a holly jolly Christmas \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nAnd in case you didn't hear \n(Ding-dong-ding)\nOh, by golly, have a holly jolly Christmas this year\n[Interlude: Chorus]\nHave a holly jolly Christmas\nIt's the best time of the year", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4aA7Lrm6rLGHx5kRMVb7NU", "title":"Fight The Feeling", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.634, "valence":0.152, "speechiness":0.0603, "fres":97.7025122916, "vocabComplex":0.3682634731, "sentenceLength":167.0, "avgSyllable":2.3529411765, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLook, oh, woah\nUh, okay\n[Verse]\nWomen, how'd you get so good at hiding your feelings?\nPretending, pretending you're fine when really you're bending\nYou can't keep patching up your pain taking shots at the bar\nKnow exactly how you feel, I know what's in your heart\nYoung nigga came a long way with so many scars\nFinally found a brighter day from being lost in the dark\nBut she don't wanna hear that tonight (Oh no)\nPlay something that's feeling right (Oh no)\nShe tryna get lit tonight (Oh no)\nGet lost in the city lights (Oh no)\nHer heart still broken but she's in denial\nShe need her grandmama to watch her child\nHer make-up covers up her broken smile\nYou're livin' on lies, hurtin' insid\u0435 but she's outside\n[Chorus]\nSo get your hair did, put your cloth\u0435s on\nTell the DJ to play your song (Play your song)\nTryna fight the feeling, but she never finished healing\nNow you in the middle of the club, tryin' not to cry to a love song\nIn the middle of the club, tryin' not to cry to a love song, woah\nTo a love song, woah, to a love song\nNow you in the middle of the club, tryin' not to cry to a love song\nTo a love song (To a love song)\nUh, to a love song (To a love song)\nNow you in the middle of the club, tryin' not to cry to a love song\nTo a love song (To a love song, oh)\nTo a love song (To a love song)\nAyy, yeah\nAyy, yeah\nOh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0SdBkFh6u5IHIXqlBu0NyI", "title":"Yeah Glo!", "artist":"GloRilla", "danceability":0.896, "valence":0.184, "speechiness":0.327, "fres":96.1782352941, "vocabComplex":0.4347826087, "sentenceLength":276.0, "avgSyllable":2.0673076923, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nGloRilla (\nB100\n)\nGo Grizz\nOn the gang, gang\nOn the gang, gang\nWoo\n[Verse 1]\nYeah, run up on big Glo, you won't, I bet your ass be on the floor\nBig carbon hit like Mayweather, Tula come through and bow a ho\nGot millions out that rap shit, they hate a bitch, but they stole the flow\nGot backend after backend comin', fuck 'em, I stole the show\nDon't run up on that bitch, she a headcase, all she do is shoot\nI signed my deal up on a PJ and hopped out a parachute\nI'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might just stare at you\nI'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might embarrass you\n[Chorus]\n(Yeah, Glo) Stomp a lil' pussy ho with some shell toes\n(Yeah, Glo) \nSlappin' rap bitches\n and makin' bail, ho\n(Yeah, Glo) Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho\n(Yeah, Glo) No competition, these bitches stale, ho\n(Yeah, Glo) \nCuban on Cuban, my shit in layers,\n ho\n(Yeah, Glo) Say they get money, but I can't tell, ho\n(Yeah, Glo) Keep runnin' circles around these snail hoes\n(Yeah, Glo) And my shit bumpin' up in the jail, ho\nOn the gang", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5cQX9BexkPIEESTZijJhXg", "title":"I Wish I Hated You", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.577, "valence":0.296, "speechiness":0.0334, "fres":99.2673684211, "vocabComplex":0.5202312139, "sentenceLength":173.0, "avgSyllable":2.5430463576, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHung all my clothes in the closet you made\nYour shoes still in boxes, I send them your way\nHoping life brings you no new pain\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI rearrange my memories\nI try to rewrite our life\n[Chorus]\nBut no matter how I try to (Mm)\nAnd no matter how I want to (Mm)\nAnd no matter how easy things could be if I did\nAnd no matter how guilty I still feel saying it\nI wish I hated you\nI wish that weren't true\nWish there was worse to you\nI wish you were worse to me\nYeah, I wish I hated you\n[Verse 2]\nOur shadows dance in a parallel plane\nJust two different endings, you learn to repair\nAnd I learn to keep me in one place\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo close (So close) and yet so far (So far)\nIf only we had known from the start", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"22VHOlVYBqytsrAqV8yXBK", "title":"Dial Drunk", "artist":"Noah Kahan With Post Malone", "danceability":0.667, "valence":0.681, "speechiness":0.0313, "fres":96.4613636364, "vocabComplex":0.5291970803, "sentenceLength":91.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.5913043478, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Noah Kahan]\nI'm rememberin' I promised to forget you now\nBut it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunk\nAnd my medicine is drownin' your perspective out\nSo I ain't takin' any fault\nAm I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be?\nI doubt it, forget about it, whatever\nAnd the dial tone is all I have\n[Chorus: Noah Kahan]\nI ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown\nIn the name of someone I no longer know\nFor the shame of bein' young, drunk, and alone\nTraffic lights and a transmitter radio\nI don't like that when they threw me in the car\nI gave your name as my em\u0435rgency phone call\nHoney, it rang and rang\nEv\u0435n the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up\nI dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you\n[Post-Chorus: Post Malone]\nI'll die\n[Verse 2: Post Malone, \nNoah Kahan & Post Malone\n]\nDrinks pourin', couldn't stop it\nTurn another slow dance into a mosh pit\nTuck my head, then I heard the lock and\nTold him that my first car was a Crown Vic\nTalkin' 'bout last time I was in the back of a cop car\nI fell in love\nAnd my face on the cold window\nTry to sober back up and loosen my cuffs\nAnd it's all the same anyway", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"45ei5A1TycXr9ZsWaFZiuT", "title":"Never Again", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.727, "valence":0.256, "speechiness":0.145, "fres":88.5720191159, "vocabComplex":0.5837563452, "sentenceLength":98.5, "avgSyllable":2.2389937107, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nBanger\n)\n(\nThe Melody\n)\n(\nDJ on the beat, so it's a banger\n)\n[Verse 1]\nI was too lazy, I had to get up\nHe died from cancer, he ain't get a check-up\nI went Travis Barker, tatted the neck up\nI feel better, gettin' deep in religion\nCourt for child supports visits, I'm better\nSay you love me with a hidden agenda\nLow self-esteem, I took down the mirror\nStole from me, old management devils\nTrenches broke, I gotta hold 'em together\nTryna claim th\u0435 lil' boy, I'm better\nIf I'ma change, I'ma chang\u0435 forever\nI ain't tryna stay in this lane forever\nHe was that nigga, now servin' cheddar (Cheese)\nI die, niggas won't T up for me\nYou wasn't there for who helped you\nYou think you gon' be there for me?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFeel like a dream, pourin' up the lean\nTurned me a to man, they plan's just to leave", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3vk9ndnZ0Zjrthm1E7kaNa", "title":"300 Urus", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.275, "speechiness":0.327, "fres":94.7527142857, "vocabComplex":0.3154819864, "sentenceLength":205.4, "avgSyllable":2.305588585, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nTee, his first time out of jail, he ain't give me a hug, he hugged the block (\nWheezy outta here\n)\nI can be in any city, I ask 'em, \"Where I find a mosque?\"\nGotta watch out what I say on here, they'll do me like my pops\nDo him dirty, crazy I never want them to do me like the opps\nSee, my brother ain't gotta look \nme\n, if he on feet, he shoot in Crocs\nSee, them niggas I used to love say they gon' do me like I'm Pac\nTell 'em Flavor Flav around his neck, that boy live with a clock\nWhole district on him on a high speed, he still ain't throw the Glock\nW\u0435 in war, so if you high speed with a gun, you gettin' cold\nBrodie dead, you sayin' his nam\u0435 still, you ain't did shit for a show\nI don't even tell his ass to be careful, he don't even slide even to get caught\nPulled up, his ass was froze, that mini micro made assault\nHow you gon' play with me? I got money, nigga, your lil' ass gotta walk\nHow you gon' play with me with your lame ass? Your bitch-ass gettin' caught\nMurderman, we call him, \"Murk,\" we don't call him nothin' 'cause he gettin' watched (Go)\nNiggas thought we got into it with Drench, but I told Drench, \"Send the song tonight\"\nNiggas dead wrong tryna meet with me in a hotel with a mice\nYou ain't chase nothin' down in years (I know)\nHe ain't even send you money for years (I know)\nI'm from the Lam', we might just jump out a Urus (I know)\nSay he a killer, I start coverin' my ears (I know)\nHe made a channel tryna buy some veneers (I know\n)\nIt's a reason niggas ain't here with me, these niggas ain't here with me\nBro gon' shoot, he get that clearance, I don't think they hearin' me\nSee, that cousin shit be scarin' me, that shit gon' bury me\nThey be fuckin' with the opps, huh? 'Cause I ain't they brother\nThey be tryna hit the O up and tell 'em fuck us\nStill be smokin' on the Dro just before the summer\nThese grown gangsters, they be mad 'cause they can't have my number (Go)\nI told him, \"No\" when he asked for money, he thought that shit was funny\nI went on the 4 and I told \nMikey Lord\n to talk to \nVarney\nWe can pay for surgery, but them other niggas can't get sturdy\nKnew your ass was a bitch, when you seen't the opps, said you couldn't get dirty\nHope you pray for all them niggas 'cause they ain't no killers no more\nThey be beggin' 'round the city 'cause I ain't give 'em no money\nI still answer, but they know I'm still not givin' 'em nothin'\nHe just offered me protection, start to tickle my stomach\nShe told me, \"Take a Cialis,\" she tryna get shit goin'\nHeard he went to dialysis, man, his head started growin'\nHe a killer from that side, bro, I bet I'm gon' know him\nHe a killer from that side, I bet brodie don't know him\nShe gave me top inside a Maybach, I ain't close the curtain\nAnd I was in front of the Trump, she got drunk off the room service\nShe told me she scared of her ex, I told her, \"I wish he would hurt you\"\nHe be on my block, his ass ain't shit, his ass a 'Wood roller\nYou a gangster 'round her, but you ain't gangster 'round me\nYou a gangster 'round cuz, you ain't gangster 'round C\nIf they call you \"Backdoor,\" man, you get from 'round me\nYou ain't my Blooda, then you can't listen to Tee Grizzley and me\nShoot the club up, I can't shoot the club up\nYou just seen what they just did to Shiesty, you got me fucked up\nI don't care 'bout camera phones, forever got my gun up\nRather get you before you get me, you got me fucked up\nI just drove it manual in the G-Wagon and got it fucked up\nFuckin' the transmission up, I'm touchin' on that damn clutch\nAyy, bro, bring me Smurk 'Woods, I really don't want no damn Dutch\nI feel like a bitch, I told a snitch I'd rather pay him up\nDraco in your bookbag, my Draco in my pants, tucked\nI ain't even gon' cap, that barrel dirty, it fuck your pants up\nClick it to the right, it go, rrah, fuck ya mans up\nIf a goofy come around, Lil \nBoona\n'll put his hands up\nBitch, I'm from 300, I'm the first one with a Lamb' truck\nEvery time we fall out with them niggas, they hit the 'Gram up\nMigo gave me a feature with no money, he gave them grams up\nYou can't even cut nothin' less, he got his hands full, nigga", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5NAOhPAZ57eFAXr3qatS6i", "title":"Breathe", "artist":"Yeat", "danceability":0.771, "valence":0.106, "speechiness":0.0612, "fres":97.1505160932, "vocabComplex":0.3872053872, "sentenceLength":148.5, "avgSyllable":2.1534883721, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Ha-ha) Breathe\n(Ha-ha) Breathe\n(Ha-ha) Breathe\n(Ha-ha) Breathe\n[Chorus]\nI was bored, bought a jet, made a billion (Breathe)\nNah, fuck that, bitch, I need a trillion (Breathe)\nNah, fuck that, bitch, I need to feel it (Breathe)\nMade me so damn mad, made me feel it (Breathe)\nI won't ever give you time to (Breathe)\nI \nwon't ever give a fuck if you\n (Breathe)\nI don't really give a fuck about you (Breathe)\nYou need to chill, you need to breathe (Breathe)\nI'ma ask you to leave (Breathe)\nYeah, my money so deep\n (Breathe)\nAnd as far as I could tell, they wanna sound like me (Breathe), they wanna be like me\n[Post-Chorus]\nI'ma cut it open, I'm doin' surgery\nIn the limelight, make 'em go insane\nYeah, make 'em go insane\nWhy the fuck would you come?\nYeah, when you level up, you makin' money, billion\nAnd you make your money taller than the ceiling\n (Ha-ha)\nI told you, I lost all feeling (Ha-ha-ha)\nHold your breath 'til you pass out (Ha)\nI hope you die, you crash out (Woo)\nI recommend you cash out (Yeah)\nHeard you went up, now you goin' down\n (Yeah)\nNow you know I don't stress\nI could not care less\nBut she know I'm the best", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6tNQ70jh4OwmPGpYy6R2o9", "title":"Beautiful Things", "artist":"Benson Boone", "danceability":0.472, "valence":0.219, "speechiness":0.0603, "fres":98.4402040816, "vocabComplex":0.5083798883, "sentenceLength":179.0, "avgSyllable":2.5629139073, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nFor a while there, it was rough\nBut lately, I've been doin' better\nThan the last four cold Decembers I recall\nAnd I see my family every month\nI found a girl my parents love\nShe'll come and stay the night, and I think I might have it all\nAnd I thank God every day\nFor the girl He sent my way\nBut I know the things He gives me, He can take away\nAnd I hold you every night\nAnd that's a feeling I wanna get used to\nBut there's no man as terrified as the man who stands to lose you\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, I hope I don't los\u0435 you\nMm, please stay\nI want you, I need you, oh God\nDon't take\nTh\u0435se beautiful things that I've got\n[Chorus]\nPlease stay\nI want you, I need you, oh, God\nDon't take\nThese beautiful things that I've got", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"73zawW1ttszLRgT9By826D", "title":"Man Made A Bar", "artist":"Morgan Wallen Featuring Eric Church", "danceability":0.498, "valence":0.489, "speechiness":0.0309, "fres":102.8150114416, "vocabComplex":0.5871559633, "sentenceLength":218.0, "avgSyllable":2.4505494505, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]\nI sat down on a barstool, like a dern fool\n'Cause she walked out again\nBartender said, \"I got you, yeah, 'cause I, too\nHave been in your boots, my friend\nOpened up back in '85\nGot me over my first wife\nBeen stayin' busy since the first night\"\nIt's a story old as time\n[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]\nGod made the world in seven short days\nHe said it was good\n, I bet it was great\nThen God made a man, and man got lonely\nHe said, \"Please, Lord, if I could only\nHave an angel to hold in my arms\"\nSo God made a girl, His best work of art\nOh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your h\u0435art\nSo man made a bar\n[Verse 2: Eric Church]\nFor some guys it's a good time, th\u0435 half price\nHalf dozen buckets of beer\nSome say it's a cover band, that's a cover man\nI know why they're here\nDidn't go the way you planned it\nDamn, the devil did some damage", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2Mph2Rvl5kVg0MYtfV60wZ", "title":"The Shoe Fits", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.354, "valence":0.652, "speechiness":0.329, "fres":85.9364612795, "vocabComplex":0.4409722222, "sentenceLength":82.2857142857, "avgSyllable":2.6857142857, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nY'all might want to skip this one, this is a\nHarsh truth\nVery harsh truth\nLook\n[Chorus]\nTo all the ladies wonderin' why\nDrake can't rap like that same old guy\nIt's 'cause I don't know how anymore\nI don't know how, yeah\nI've had my beliefs tested, my faith broken in half\nI try to joke and I laugh\nBut I just don't know how anymore, love\nI don't know how, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nTo all the super triggered women talkin' down on me\nRelax, drink some water, \nact like you somebody daughter\nCan't get a tan from your phone light\nBaby, it's late June, open the blinds, get out The Shade Room\nMaybe you could stop gettin' involved in some shit when you not involved\nOr maybe you go for a walk somewhere that is not a mall\nWhat's your baby's shoe size? Could tell by the laces, they tight\nOr are you only focused on the steps that I'm taking in life?\nAnd then you got the ones who claim a guy that's everyone's nigga\nLeave for a month to Colombia and now everything bigger\nEven your attitude is bigger, your appetite growing\nYour nigga is not even a starting QB\nThat nigga on the field before the game, he just practicin' throwing\nWhat happened to sellin' real estate? Where all that shit was goin'?\nAll your fuckin' captions lately talkin' 'bout happy and glowin'\nAll of that snappin' and posin'\nWhole time, he jealous of your past, who the fuck was your last?\nAskin' questions 'bout niggas, and you get slapped in the face if you happen to know him\nDomestic abuse, that man is not a man for you, he's a pathetic excuse\nLyin' through your teeth, scared of lettin' your skeletons loose\nBut you stick around, 'cause who's out there that's better for you?\nPlus \nhe paid the surgeon so your ass could get a caboose\nBut he wants you covering it up, so your dresses is loose\nPlus it's the only thing they see when you get introduced\nNow you on a flight to Bogot\u00e1 just to get it reduced\n, good Lord\nMore weeks of recovery clinics, front like you love every minute\nYou gettin' pushed to the brink, you sittin' at double your limit\nMeanwhile, that nigga out in my city fuckin' on bitches\nIf they even mention me and showin' me love, then it's finished\nJealous-ass niggas\nDamn\nThen you got the ones that travel 'cross the globe\nEverything is paid, they don't need a man\nDon't listen to Drake, never been a fan\nYou got a million hoes, yeah, I understand\nI'm never fuckin' you, so take that out your plans\nI'm good on all you niggas 'til a ring is on my hand\nThen I search your name, find you on the 'Gram\nClick the Linktree and see you suckin' dick on cam, what the fuck?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2kYevr8cbIAH2ha8210Bnz", "title":"Love You Anyway", "artist":"Luke Combs", "danceability":0.532, "valence":0.32, "speechiness":0.0311, "fres":100.3799107143, "vocabComplex":0.6467391304, "sentenceLength":184.0, "avgSyllable":2.7701863354, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIf your kiss turned me to stone\nI'd be a statue standing tall in ancient Rome\nAnd\u2005if\u2005your touch shattered\u2005me like glass\nI\u2019d be in pieces\u2005trying to make the breaking last\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIf it took one look\u205fto\u205fturn\u205fmy days to\u205fnight\nAt least I'd\u205fhave the stars that sparkle in your eyes\n[Chorus]\nThere's just some things that leave a man no choice\nLike a compass needle needing its true North\nEven if I knew the day we met you\u2019d be the reason this heart breaks\nOh, I'd love you anyway\n[Verse 2]\nI know just tryin' to write a song\nI run the risk that I could get your perfect wrong\nAnd well, I guess what I'm tryin' to say\nIs there ain't words been made could shoulder so much weight\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd if you turned your back on me and walked away\nNot a thing about the way I feel would change", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"51RaJOy09JMFHyPaDgXxBO", "title":"The Secret Recipe", "artist":"Lil Yachty & J. Cole", "danceability":0.569, "valence":0.69, "speechiness":0.336, "fres":83.7796774194, "vocabComplex":0.4976076555, "sentenceLength":418.0, "avgSyllable":2.6436781609, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Yachty]\nYeah\n[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]\nAllegedly, they figured out that I'm the secret recipe\nThe baddest hoes gon' test the E, then blame the high for wantin' sex\nI never wanted peace, fuck all the opps, I support Malcolm X\nThe stack of chains is just a front\nOvertaxed and underwhelming, your jeweler pulled a major stunt\nI don't smoke weed, already blunt, all of my cars, I had to hunt\nMy doggy young as hell but still'll step, we call him baby runt\nLike window shoppers, I see through every front\nI speak on what I need, I foresee everything I want\nI block out anything I hate and still the hardest, still unpaid\nThe notice went unseen, the tenants too relaxed\nThe standards have collapsed, they wrote me in with lames\nThey treat me like I'm them, they hate I overcame\nRefuse to pat my back, refuse to shake my hand\nRefuse to give me props when I am not around\nRefuse to act like I ain't shift the sound, like I ain't push the culture\nLike several vultures ain't come after me\nLike several vultures ain't come after me, still, I keep it P\nYeah, we still digress, and I'm playin' checkers, I ain't playin' chess\n'Cause I don't go 'round on niggas, we go over niggas\nI'll show you niggas, I'm personally nothin' like ya and plus I never liked you\nI'm rich as hell, I'd never fight you, I'll have somebody snipe you\nMy doggy lucky on the edge, holdin' on by a thread\nJust like a kite, it wouldn't cost a price\nAnd even if it did, it always be right, just like I'm Bob Barker\nWhen I speak, pay attention, go over my words like highlight markers\nMy only celebrity crush is Nikki Parker\nThey said I got a type, said all my hoes, they look the same, they said they look too light\nPeep my cup, betcha couldn't tell that it was Sprite\nI give a fuck about her face, she walkin' with a bamski, I'ma strike", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3JZjcKImHcmOI9ylL4zrSc", "title":"Bahamas Promises", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.626, "valence":0.369, "speechiness":0.0433, "fres":93.9591204764, "vocabComplex":0.495412844, "sentenceLength":218.0, "avgSyllable":2.6424581006, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nDogs, man\nYeah, \nFor All The Dog\ns\nMm, oh-oh-oh, ayy-ayy\n[Verse]\nHayley, \nit's sad that I know all the tea\nBroken pinky promises, \nyou fucked up our Bahamas trip\nI know that you're not for me\nHayley\nI'm tired of your apologies\nYou put the \"No\" in monogamy (\nNo\n)\nYou know that you're not for me\nHayley\nI'm slidin' down Black Creek\nMy friends say they wanna meet, but (\nI don't have the energy\n)\nBut I don't have the energy 'cause, ooh\nI'm tired of your apologies, oh\nBroken pinky promises, \nyou fucked up my Bahamas trip\nI know that you're not for me, Hayley\nYou're livin' in my mind for free\nAnd for someone you don't miss, I sure feel like somebody you need\nHayley\nYou ain't got nowhere to be\nIt's 'cause you should've been with me\nThe list of things we could've been\nDamn\nGuess I'll see you in my dreams\nI'm fucked up off of T3\nPromise I won't cause a scene\nI got too much respect for me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"60eA3QITW5G2D7Woc11uKc", "title":"Heartbroken", "artist":"Diplo, Jessie Murph & Polo G", "danceability":0.67, "valence":0.628, "speechiness":0.0873, "fres":91.9957783019, "vocabComplex":0.5478723404, "sentenceLength":188.0, "avgSyllable":2.7108433735, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Jessie Murph]\nUsed to pray for rain just to stay inside\nYou wouldn't believe it, every move I made, I was terrified\nThought that every road I took had a bitter end\nI just couldn't see it, I convinced myself tryna trust again\nWould be like tryna make a river run upstream\nTryna make a mountain into a valley\nThat's what your love does to me\nYou make me feel\n[Chorus: Jessie Murph]\nLike I never had my heart broken\nLike I never saw a door closin'\nLike I never watched love run away on fire\nIn the night like a pack of wild horses\nLike I never felt the tears rollin'\nLike I never said, \"Here's hopin'\"\nI could find me someone who's good at bein' real\nWho could make me feel wide open\nLike I never had my heart\n[Post-Chorus: Jessie Murph & \nPolo G\n]\nBroken\nBroken (\n'Cause you make me, you make me\n)\nBroken (\nUh\n)\nBroken", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"15sxLiiChE5dCW3Y756oas", "title":"I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus", "artist":"Jackson 5", "danceability":0.583, "valence":0.614, "speechiness":0.0538, "fres":84.3578835111, "vocabComplex":0.3578431373, "sentenceLength":51.0, "avgSyllable":2.8192771084, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWow! Mommy's kissing Santa Claus!\n[Verse 1]\nI saw mommy kissing Santa Claus (Kissing, kissing, Santa Claus)\nUnderneath the mistletoe last night\nShe didn't see me creep\nDown the stairs to have a peep\nShe thought that I was tucked up\nIn my bedroom, fast asleep\n[Chorus]\nThen I saw mommy tickle Santa Claus (Tickle, tickle, Santa Claus)\nUnderneath his beard so snowy white\nOh, what a laugh it would have been\nIf Daddy had only seen\nMommy kissing Santa Claus last night\n[Bridge]\n(He saw mommy kissing, kissing, kissing, Santa Claus)\nI did! I really did see mommy kissing Santa Claus\nAnd I'm gonna tell my dad\n[Verse 2]\nThen I saw mommy tickle Santa Claus (Tickle, tickle, Santa Claus)\nUnderneath his beard so snowy white\nOh, what a laugh it would have been\nIf Daddy had only seen\nMommy kissing Santa Claus last night\nOh, what a laugh it would have been\nIf Daddy had only seen\nMommy kissing Santa Claus last night", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"11xC6P3iKYpFThT6Ce1KdG", "title":"Attention", "artist":"Doja Cat", "danceability":0.759, "valence":0.421, "speechiness":0.248, "fres":90.8710285978, "vocabComplex":0.4252873563, "sentenceLength":116.0, "avgSyllable":2.4654545455, "lyrics":"[Pre-Chorus]\nBaby, if you like it, just reach out and pet it\nThis one doesn't bite, it doesn't get aggressive\nShow you how to touch it, hold it like it's precious\nIt don't need your lovin', it just needs attention\n[Chorus]\n(Love me) It needs, it seeks affection\n(So sweet) Hungry, it fiends attention\n(Hungry) It needs, it seeks affection\n(Baby) Hungry, it fiends (Yeah, yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nLook at me, look at me, you lookin'?\nMy taste good, but I just had to redirect my cookin'\nI coulda been an opener, I redirect the bookin'\nI readed all the comments sayin', \"D, I'm really shooketh\"\n\"D, you need to see a therapist, is you lookin'?\"\nYes, the one I got, they really are the best\nNow I feel like I can see you bitches is depressed\nI am not afraid to finally say shit with my chest\nLost a lil' weight, but I ain't never lost a tushy\nLookin' good, but now my bald head match my\nLookin' good, but now they all sayin' that I'm ugly\nBoo-hoo, my nigga, I ain't sad you won't fuck me\nI'm sad that you really thought your ass was above me\nYou're lucky 'cause I just paid your bill with a reply\nI just made your money pile knee-high\nI just made your stats peak, now you got a blue check\nNow you can afford to go and reinstall a new wig\nNow you can afford to not be lousy, go and do shit\nTalk your shit about me, I can easily disprove it, it's stupid\nYou follow me, but you don't really care about the music", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4EKH0ajMHXTkq4ztWuztVH", "title":"Bury Me In Georgia", "artist":"Kane Brown", "danceability":0.376, "valence":0.511, "speechiness":0.0655, "fres":99.1611931552, "vocabComplex":0.5583756345, "sentenceLength":197.0, "avgSyllable":2.512195122, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBury me in Georgia\nMm-hmm\nMm-hmm\n[Verse 1]\nTen miles out of Chattanooga\nSouth of that state line\nThere's a no-name road off Highway 2\nJust past the welcome sign\nIt's where I was born, it's where I was raised\nAin't sayin' I'm ready yet\nBut that's the place I wanna be after my last breath\n[Chorus]\nBury me in Georgia\nLet me rest in peace\nUnderneath the pines, yeah, yeah, yeah\nWhere my roots run deep (Where my roots run deep)\nWh\u0435n it's my day, put me in that clay\nAnd rememb\u0435r what I told you\nWhen I die, bury me in Georgia\nMm-hmm\n[Verse 2]\nYeah, I don't care what color my suit is\nOr what shoes y'all put on my feet\nI don't care how many show up, yeah\nOr who reads my eulogy\nJust take me out to that graveyard\nSing a send me home song\nPut \"Go Dawgs\" on my headstone\n (Headstone)\nAnd pile that red dirt on", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0vjeOZ3Ft5jvAi9SBFJm1j", "title":"Superhero (Heroes & Villains)", "artist":"Metro Boomin, Future & Chris Brown", "danceability":0.526, "valence":0.492, "speechiness":0.259, "fres":95.4615402342, "vocabComplex":0.4, "sentenceLength":101.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.0173913043, "lyrics":"[\nPart\n I: Superhero]\n[Intro: Future]\nYeah, yeah, two\n(\nMetro\n)\nYeah, yeah\n[Verse 1: Future]\nDrank and dope turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah\nHit that pill, turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (Super)\nBoominati turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (Metro)\n(\nIf Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you\n)\nI'm on that dope again\n, I'm on that flow again\nSwitch up the flow again, yeah, yeah (Switch it)\nFly than a parachute, \ngrippin' that pole again\nI'm on that oil again, yeah, yeah\n[Chorus: Future]\nCandy in the cup\n, gotta get paid (What?)\nKing of the streets (Yeah), young nigga made\nSprayin' up the crowd (What?), take it to th\u0435 grave\nAin't havin' problems, I'm sippin' the Barr\u0435\nShoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star\nNigga get rich, better take it to war (Yeah)\nPiss on your casket, shoot at your broad\nDo you somethin' nasty, roll you in a 'gar\nBitch get graphic, fuck me in a car\nI get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow\nI put a brand new Rollie on your arm\nAin't movin' slow, but I'm still on oil (Skrrt)\nTennis bracelets and they came with the frost (Frost)\nCuban links all the way up to your jaw (All the way up)\nStep up the swag when I step on a broad", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2L9N0zZnd37dwF0clgxMGI", "title":"Ceilings", "artist":"Lizzy McAlpine", "danceability":0.516, "valence":0.261, "speechiness":0.0292, "fres":96.6567307692, "vocabComplex":0.4893617021, "sentenceLength":94.0, "avgSyllable":2.9135802469, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nCeilings, plaster\nCan't you just make it move faster?\nLovely to be sitting here with you\nYou're kinda cute but it's raining harder\nMy shoes are now full of water\nLovely to be rained on with you\nIt's kinda cute but it's so short\n[Chorus]\nThen you're driving me home\nAnd I don't wanna leave\nBut I have to go\nYou kiss me in your car\nAnd it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before\nBefore\n[Verse 2]\nBed sheets, no clothes\nTouch me like nobody else does\nLovely to just lay here with you\nYou're kinda cute and I would say all of this\nBut I don't wanna ruin the moment\nLovely to sit between comfort and chaos\n[Chorus]\nBut it's over\nThen you're driving me home\nAnd it kinda comes out as I get up to go\nYou kiss me in your car\nAnd it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1OG1NoKpZZLrMqMYCk9m84", "title":"LALALALA", "artist":"Stray Kids", "danceability":0.705, "valence":0.609, "speechiness":0.0493, "fres":109.6776339899, "vocabComplex":0.6706586826, "sentenceLength":167.0, "avgSyllable":0.6260162602, "lyrics":"[\uc2a4\ud2b8\ub808\uc774 \ud0a4\uc988 \"\ub77d (\u6a02)\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1: Changbin, \nFelix\n, \nHyunjin\n]\nWelcome to \uadf9\ub77d (\ub77d) \ub0a0\ubcbc\ub77d (\ub77d)\n\ub3c4\uc2dc\uc758 \ub77d (\ub77d) \uc990\uae30\uba74 \uadf8\ub9cc (\ub77d)\n\uc5c6\uc9c0 \uace0\ub09c (\ub77d) \uc5ed\uacbd\uc758 \ubc24 (\ub77d)\n\uc9c0\uc0c8\uc6b0\uba74 \ub05d \uace0\uc0dd \ub05d\uc5d0 \ub099 (\ub77d)\n\uc7a1\uc0dd\uac01 \uace0\ubbfc okie, dokie\n\uc548 \ud574 \ubed8\uc9d3 \ub3c4\ud53c\ub3c4\ud53c\n\uc5ec\uae34 \ubc8c\uc9d1 \ubc8c\ud22c\uc131\uc774\n\ud53c\ud560 \uc218 \uc5c6\uc74c \uc3d8\uc774\uace0 \ubcf4\uc790\n[Refrain: Han, \nBang Chan\n, \nLee Know\n, \nHyunjin\n, *I.N*]\n(*\uace0\ub9c9*) \ud130\ub728\ub824 bang, bang\n\ud760\ubed1 \uc816\uc740 \uba38\ub9ac headbanging\n(*\uc878\ub77c*)\n\ub9f8\ub358 \ud5c8\ub9ac\ub760\n\ub354 \uaf49 \ub9e4\uace0 \uc6c0\uc9c1\uc5ec \uc274 \uc0c8 \uc5c6\uac8c\n\uc8fc\uc81c\ub118\uac8c\ub780 \ub9d0 \uc9d1\uc5b4\uce58\uc6b4 \ucc44\n\uc990\uae40\uc740 \uc704\uc544\ub798 \uc5c6\ub294 \ucd95\uc81c\n\ud589\ubcf5 \uc9c0\uc218 \uce21\uc815 \ubd88\uac00 go\nod day\nLock, lock, unlock\n[Pre-Chorus: Seungmin, \nI.N\n]\nJust feel the rhythm of the world\n'Cause we will make it rock\n\ubab8\ubd80\ub9bc\uce58\uba70 roll \ub0c5\ub2e4\n\ub358\uc838\ubc84\ub824 \ub9de\ub2e5\ub728\ub824 \uc138\uc0c1\uc758 \uc18c\uc74c", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6dgUya35uo964z7GZXM07g", "title":"Nonsense", "artist":"Sabrina Carpenter", "danceability":0.74, "valence":0.732, "speechiness":0.034, "fres":92.814169279, "vocabComplex":0.4628099174, "sentenceLength":242.0, "avgSyllable":2.3407821229, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (Oh-oh, la-la)\nDa-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\nYeah\n[Verse 1]\nThink I only want one number in my phone\nI might change your contact to \"Don't Leave Me Alone\"\nYou said you like my eyes and you like to make 'em roll\nTreat me like a queen, now you got me feelin' thrown, oh\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I can't help myself when you get close to me\nBaby, my tongue goes numb, sounds like \"bleh-blah-blee\"\nI don't want no one else (No, no), baby, I'm in too deep\nHere's a lil' song I wrote (A song I wrote), it's about you and me (Me)\n[Chorus]\nI'll be honest\nLookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense\nCartwheels in my stomach when you walk in\nAnd when you got your arms around me\nOh, it feels so good\nI had to jump the octave\nI think I got an ex, but I forgot him\nAnd I can't find my chill, I must've lost it\nI don't even know, I'm talkin' nonsense\nI'm talkin', I'm talkin' (Ah-ah-ah-ah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2O4Bb2WCkjlTPO827OnBMI", "title":"Easy", "artist":"LE SSERAFIM", "danceability":0.744, "valence":0.602, "speechiness":0.0507, "fres":103.946, "vocabComplex":0.5510204082, "sentenceLength":196.0, "avgSyllable":1.4379084967, "lyrics":"[\ub974\uc138\ub77c\ud54c \"EASY\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Chorus: Kim Chaewon, \nKazuha\n, \nHuh Yunjin\n]\n\ub2e4\uce5c\ub300\ub3c4, \uae38\uc744 \uac78\uc5b4, kiss me\n\uc27d\uc9c0 \uc54a\uc74c \ub0b4\uac00 \uc27d\uac8c easy\nStage\n, \uc704\uc5d4 \ubd88\uc774 \ud280\uc5b4, \ub0b4 body\nPull up and I rip it up like ballet\nDamn, I really make it look easy\nYeah, know that I make it look easy\n[Verse 1: Hong Eunchae, \nKim Chaewon\n, \nHuh Yunjin\n, \nSakura\n]\nClap your hands, \ub108\ub3c4 \ub098\uc640 \uac19\ub2e4\uba74\nClap your hands now (Dream, dream, dream)\n\uc758\uad6c\uc2ec\n \ub530\uc708 \uadf8\ub0e5 \uce58\uc6cc\n\uadf8\ub0e5 \ub9d0\ud574 \"I'm the real one\"\n (Sheesh, sheesh)\n\uc870\uba85 \uaebc\uc9c4 \ub4a4\uc758 \ub09c wander in the night\nDon't know what is right\nDon't know 'bout my rights\n\uc2dc\uae30\uc2ec, \uc758\uc2ec, \ubd88\uc2e0, \uc774\uc820 friends of me, yeah\n\uc138\uc0c1\uc5d0\uac8c \ub09c \ubc18\ucabd\uc9dc\ub9ac seraphim, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: Kazuha, \nSakura\n, \nHong Eunchae\n]\nMm, mm-mm, mm\nI've been tryin' so long to show you, show you, show you (\nOh\n)\n(\nI'm the one that you need\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7DSAEUvxU8FajXtRloy8M0", "title":"Flowers", "artist":"Miley Cyrus", "danceability":0.706, "valence":0.632, "speechiness":0.0633, "fres":93.7785314092, "vocabComplex":0.5414012739, "sentenceLength":157.0, "avgSyllable":2.679389313, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWe were good, we were gold\nKinda dream that can't be sold\nWe were right 'til we weren't\nBuilt a home and watched it burn\n[Pre-Chorus]\nMm, I didn't wanna leave you, I didn't wanna lie\nStarted to cry, but then remembered I\n[Chorus]\nI can buy myself flowers\nWrite my name in the sand\nTalk to myself for hours\nSay things you don't understand\nI can take myself dancing\nAnd I can hold my own hand\nYeah, I can love me better than you can\n[Post-Chorus]\nCan love me better, I can love me better, baby\nCan love me better, I can love me better, baby\n[Verse 2]\nPaint my nails cherry-red\nMatch the roses that you left\nNo remorse, no regret\nI forgive every word you said", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6gcuJpHu0Ey30D5WR76y98", "title":"You, Me, & Whiskey", "artist":"Justin Moore & Priscilla Block", "danceability":0.787, "valence":0.575, "speechiness":0.0606, "fres":98.7972161092, "vocabComplex":0.4904942966, "sentenceLength":263.0, "avgSyllable":2.6118721461, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Justin Moore, \nPriscilla Block\n]\nYou've been doing that nine-to-five straight line walkin'\nYeah, it's been a long time (\nYeah, it's been a long time\n)\nSince I've seen that lettin' down your hair\nDouble-dog-dare look in your eyes\nOh, and you've been burnin' it at both hands\nBeen a hot minute since you flipped that switch\nGirl, it ain't nobody's fault, shut the world off\nAnd turn it back to when\n[Chorus: Justin Moore & Priscilla Block]\nIt was you, me, and whiskey all night long\nSinkin' to the bottom of them country songs\nFire burnin' hot 'til the last drop's gone\nLet's turn it up, turn it up\n'Til we take that Black Label buzz too far\nAnd say them things that stay in the dark\nAin't nothin' as sweet, ain't nothin' as strong\nAs you, me, and whiskey all night long\n[Verse 2: Justin Moore, \nPriscilla Block\n]\nI see you still got that knock-it-back shot glass\nGirl, you ain't missed a beat\nYou already let a little four lett\u0435r slip\nAnd your hands are all over me\nAnd you'r\u0435 already talkin' dirty and it's only 10:30\nWe know where it goes from here\nI can't find this me in a red wine glass\nYeah, and I can't find it in a beer", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5mHdCZtVyb4DcJw8799hZp", "title":"Escapism", "artist":"RAYE Featuring 070 Shake", "danceability":0.538, "valence":0.25, "speechiness":0.114, "fres":95.0514516129, "vocabComplex":0.525862069, "sentenceLength":232.0, "avgSyllable":2.5647668394, "lyrics":"[Intro: RAYE]\nSleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him\nAll of my diamonds are drippin' on him\nI met him at the bar, it was twelve or something\nI ordered two more wines 'cause tonight, I want him\n[Verse 1: RAYE]\nA little context if you care to listen\nI find myself in a shit position\nThe man that I love sat me down last night\nAnd he told me that it's over, dumb decision\nAnd I don't wanna feel how my heart is rippin'\nIn fact, I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin'\nAnd I'm out on the town with a simple mission\nIn my little black dress and this shit is sittin'\n[Pre-Chorus: RAYE]\nJust a heart broke bitch, high heels six inch\nIn the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne\nI don't trust any of these bitches I'm with\nIn the back of the taxi sniffin' cocaine\nDrunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex\nI was lookin' for a man who was on the same page\nNow it's back to the intro\n, back to the bar\nTo the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6wsqVwoiVH2kde4k4KKAFU", "title":"I Know ?", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.927, "valence":0.817, "speechiness":0.0539, "fres":101.0393181818, "vocabComplex":0.4082397004, "sentenceLength":66.75, "avgSyllable":2.0051282051, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nTell me, is you still up? (Up)\nIt's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now\nTell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)\nOne of one, I'm in the zone right now\nTell me, am I still? (Mm)\nTellin' you just how I feel right now\nYou said it's just the drugs and I know\nI know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know\nI lied too, way before (Let's go), before\nBefore I had you right inside my arms\nBut then again, I could be drunk (It's lit, yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nBaby, I don't wanna sound righteous (Yeah)\nI got twenty bitches suckin' like bisons\nI just eeny, meeny, miney, roll the dices, I pick her (Pop it, pop it)\nShe ain't even really my type, and I hear\nShe been losin' herself to the night shift\nShe been losin' herself and I get, oh, girl, yeah, I get it\nYeah, yeah, you've been fightin' for your shot\nAnd you've been searchin' for your spot\nGirl, I feel it, yeah, girl, I feel it, yeah\nOh, you think you got your groove\nBut you want someone like you (Let\u2014)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"01YROQCnF1AQm7SCWJmD2o", "title":"This Is Halloween", "artist":"The Citizens of Halloween", "danceability":0.569, "valence":0.647, "speechiness":0.0502, "fres":79.5955306604, "vocabComplex":0.5214285714, "sentenceLength":28.0, "avgSyllable":2.8376068376, "lyrics":"[SHADOWS]\nBoys and girls of every age\nWouldn't you like to see something strange?\nCome with us and you will see\nThis, our town of Halloween\n[GHOSTS]\nThis is Halloween, this is Halloween\nPumpkins scream in the dead of night\nThis is Halloween, everybody make a scene\nTrick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright\nIt's our town, everybody scream\nIn this town of Halloween\n[CREATURE UNDER THE BED]\nI am the one hiding under your bed\nTeeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red\n[MAN UNDER THE STAIRS]\nI am the one hiding under your stairs\nFingers like snakes and spiders in my hair\n[CORPSES]\nThis is Halloween, this is Halloween\nHalloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4XF9fk0STp9hx8xn5Suwpz", "title":"GTA", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.851, "valence":0.318, "speechiness":0.171, "fres":91.346041791, "vocabComplex":0.5110294118, "sentenceLength":90.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.0536585366, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n307, two-door coupe\nGTA, I got shooters\nTurtle shell top, bulletproof\n[Chorus]\nWhatever I'm with, my bitch with it too\nBalenciaga and them sticks included\nCrash out, crash out, crash\nCrash out, crash out, crash\n[Verse 1]\nSend a nigga straight up to God\nHold it two hands, it's a carbine (Hold it two hands)\nEither you trappin' or robbin' (Either you trappin')\nWhy waste your time if you 'flaugin'? (Why waste your time?)\nStackin' it, uh, rackin' it, uh, all the way up to Jupiter (Jupiter)\nFlip it, uh, flip it, flip it, cool\nServin' junkies, I was still in school\nZone 3, Zone 6 niggas never play fair, they gon' slime you out\nOnce you join a gang, it ain't no way you get out\nThey just jacked the car, they need 'em somethin' to spin out\nLayin' inside the bushes tryna get my rent up\nCam\u0435 up on a bird and ever since, I'v\u0435 been up\nRe-up on the first and third, stashin' cash in shoe boxes\nGo wash your hands, you got 'em dirty, you gon' need a new Glock\nDrinkin' on syrup, work, splurge\nAdderall, Perc', Xan', X\nP90 Ruger, fully loaded TEC\nHo confused, she just too obsessed", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5VXGNoY8O9qRJUYMciPTfc", "title":"Boyz Don't Cry", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.726, "valence":0.335, "speechiness":0.0702, "fres":90.7340097324, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":332.0, "avgSyllable":2.40433213, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh-woah, oh-woah\nLook, uh\n[Verse]\nTour bus slidin' in the rain, headed out of state\nSo much goin' through my brain, I can barely think\nSometimes I get on my own and wander outer-space\nI love you, but I'm full of rage, our past is full of pain\nOn a planet of my own, livin' like an alien\nThink it's safe to say that I'll never be the same again\nNever fall in love again, my heart is on a shelf\nMy music's full of pain, but I keep my problems to myself\nAnd I keep my mouth closed 'cause my thoughts sometimes can get too deep\nMy heart cold, my eyes closed, but I never go to sleep\nI been all alone goin' on two weeks me, mys\u0435lf, and my sheets\nWanna call your phone so we can speak, but it mak\u0435 me feel weak\nGet on the internet and see the world laugh 'bout my depression\nThey paintin' perfect pictures, but I ain't buyin' what they sellin'\nCollect calls from the county always could make me smile\nDamn, brother, you was just on the streets, and now you goin' to trial\nYeah, mama, I made it out the streets, I hope you finally proud\nYoungin' jump out with that K, in broad day, shootin' at the crowd\nNow he gettin' on top the stage, and they sing his music loud, sing his music out loud\n[Chorus]\nTake away my name, take away my throne\nTake away my fame, let me keep my soul\n, uh\nSmilin' on the outside, inside dyin'\nListenin' to a grown man cryin'\nOh-woah, oh-woah\nOh-woah, oh-woah\nOh-woah, oh-woah\nOh-woah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5m0yZ33oOy0yYBtdTXuxQe", "title":"Low Down", "artist":"Lil Baby", "danceability":0.962, "valence":0.154, "speechiness":0.405, "fres":90.9362847608, "vocabComplex":0.5034722222, "sentenceLength":144.0, "avgSyllable":2.429787234, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nCook that shit up, Quay\n)\n[Verse 1]\nGo to lunch in the Jewish community\n (Yeah)\nI wouldn't tell on\u2005the\u2005bros with immunity\n\u2005(Nah)\nPlayin' victim, that shit ain't gon'\u2005ruin me\nI'm the only now that outdo me\nI got hoes\u205fby\u205fthe\u205fgroup tryna do\u205fme\nMy life like\u205fa movie, get head in the water\nDon't gotta put in no work, I send orders\nThis shit done got serious, them millions come plural, I'm living by morals\nWe swipe 'em, ain't keepin', no Dora Explorer\nI'm young and I'm \nturnt\n, I got bitches galore\nMy baby, my whip cost two-fifty, I'm splurgin'\nGot five million cash just in case of emergency\nMy young niggas kill, get away, they be purgin'\nIt happened like this, I ain't do it on purpose\nI'm working my move, nigga, which one of you workin'?\nI turned on my crew, bought a coupe off of verses\nI'm tired of these strippers, I'm going at nurses and doctors and dentists\nYou started, I finished, I told you we with it\nMy word is like gold to my city\nI tell 'em to go, they gon' get it\nI heard that you froze when they hit it\nPutting these hoes in the business, you know that you tripping\nI tell 'em no, they gon' listen\nKnowin' these niggas be sweet and some bitches, I'm different", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6Ec5LeRzkisa5KJtwLfOoW", "title":"Am I Dreaming", "artist":"Metro Boomin, A$AP Rocky & Roisee", "danceability":0.599, "valence":0.134, "speechiness":0.0385, "fres":98.3763259109, "vocabComplex":0.5250965251, "sentenceLength":51.8, "avgSyllable":2.4716981132, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Roisee, \nYoung \nThug\n]\nNot done fightin'\nI don't feel I've lost\nAm I dreamin'?\nIs there more like us?\nGot me feelin'\nLike it's all too much\nI feel beaten\nBut I can't give up\nI'm still fightin' (\nMetro\n)\nI don't feel I've lost\nAm I dreamin'?\nIs there more like us?\nGot me feelin'\nLike it's all too much\nI feel beaten\nBut I can't give up\n[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]\nUh, wakin' up, feelin' like the thankful one\nCount up my ones, lacin' up my favorite 1s\nOne-of-a-kind, one of one, the only one\nGot one shot and one chance to take it once\nKiss my mama on the forehead, 'for\u0435 I get the code r\u0435d\n'Cause I was born, bred to go in, toast ready\nSwing by 410, beef patty, cornbread\nIn the concrete jungle, where my home is\nAll get focused, all raise your toastes\nThe nickname: Mr. Keen-To-Do-the-Mostest\nI was livin' down bad in my folks' crib\nNow I'm laughin' to the bank and the joke is\nDid more things than folks did, or folks get\nWe been gettin' this fly since some poor kids\nMy rich friends and my broke friends coexist\nThey love to mix, and we know what it is", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3rUGC1vUpkDG9CZFHMur1t", "title":"Greedy", "artist":"Tate McRae", "danceability":0.75, "valence":0.844, "speechiness":0.0319, "fres":101.9297727273, "vocabComplex":0.5024154589, "sentenceLength":69.0, "avgSyllable":2.2567567568, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nWoo\n)\n[Verse 1]\nHe said, \"Are you serious? I've tried, but I can't figure out\nI've been next to you all night and still don't know what you're about\nYou keep ta- (Ta-ta-), talkin', but not much comin' out your mouth\nCan't you tell that I want you?\", I say, yeah\n[Chorus]\nI would want myself\nBaby, please believe me\nI'll put you through hell\nJust to know me, yeah, yeah\nSo sure of yourself\nBaby, don't get greedy\nThat shit won't end well\n(No, it won't) End well\n[Post-Chorus]\n(Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, \nwoo\n)\n[Verse 2]\nI see you eyein' me down, but you'll never know much past my name\nOr how I'm runnin' this room around and that I'm still half your age\nYeah, you're loo- (Loo-loo-), lookin' at me like I'm some sweet escape\nObvious that you want me, but I said", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1xwvjqcwflD2NEqRCNcCo2", "title":"WTFYM", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.81, "valence":0.628, "speechiness":0.287, "fres":99.9974892396, "vocabComplex":0.3502824859, "sentenceLength":354.0, "avgSyllable":1.992248062, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nPluto\nGot these diamonds on my teeth, yeah (Yeah, yeah)\nI got diamonds on my teeth, yeah (Yeah, yeah)\nI got diamonds on my teeth, yeah (\nIf Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you,\n let me explain)\nIt's so hard gettin' sleep, yeah (Let me explain)\nWhen you always gettin' geeked, yeah (Send it up)\nMoon rocks on my feet, yeah (Moon)\nGot that \nDraco\n on the seat, yeah (Boom, boom)\nYeah, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nI'm from the bottom, you can get your door knocked\nWon't like to talk to cops even in the road block\nI put in more work, went and bought a drop top (Got that drop top)\nNew millennium, yeah\nPlease don't penny-pinch, yeah\nI made all the films, yeah\nI was born a pimp, yeah (Pimp)\nI'm goin' off the end\nI've been in the gym, yeah\nI've been liftin' money, yeah\nMetro flippin' money, yeah\nPerky, sippin' muddy, yeah\nI'm supposed to flood it, yeah\nI was over-busted, ah\nBust it down and flood it, ah\nEverything was studded, ah\nWe so star-studded, yeah\nI got pinky rings, ah (I got)\nGot my ring finger, ah (Got my)\nGot my fur drippin', ah (Got my)\nGot my nigga sippin' (My dog)\nDiamonds all over me (Dog)\nSauce all over me (Dog)\nDrip all over me (Dog)\nYou can't roll with me\nI got your ho with me (Got your ho)\nYou can't roll with me (You can't roll)\nGot your ho with me (Got your ho, for sure)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2hNQDbZcN3vqRAuwiz7poI", "title":"Tucson Too Late", "artist":"Jordan Davis", "danceability":0.661, "valence":0.385, "speechiness":0.0285, "fres":90.9656845238, "vocabComplex":0.5090909091, "sentenceLength":44.0, "avgSyllable":2.8367346939, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI didn't know if we were over or just on the rocks\nWas me thinking I can save us just a mirage?\nI was burning up the highway, it kept getting longer\nWith every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd the sky was showing no signs of rain\nAin\u2019t nothing delaying that plane\n[Chorus]\nI'm racing through the desert\nThinking I can catch her\nBut losing ground in this Chevrolet\nAnd that 747 somewhere between here and heaven\nAnd heaven knows I let her slip away\nI show\u0435d up and she's gone\nGuess I got to Tucson too lat\u0435\n[Verse 2]\nI wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw\nWas she counting down the seconds or maybe having second thoughts?\nAnd was moving on made up in her mind?\nWould she have changed it if she knew that I\n[Chorus]\nWas racing through the desert\nThinking I can catch her\nBut losing ground in this Chevrolet?\nAnd that 747 somewhere between here and heaven\nAnd heaven knows I let her slip away\nI showed up and she\u2019s gone\nGuess I got to Tucson too late, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"73S4fsK22WH929PLFNYgOj", "title":"Jealousy", "artist":"Offset & Cardi B", "danceability":0.926, "valence":0.304, "speechiness":0.367, "fres":90.5370557449, "vocabComplex":0.4455252918, "sentenceLength":73.4285714286, "avgSyllable":2.1683417085, "lyrics":"[Intro: Jamie Lee Curtis & \nOffset\n]\nThere's a lot of drama between you and your beautiful wife, Cardi B\nLet's talk about some music\nMafia, mafia, mafia, mafia\nEalou\u2014, jealous, jealou\u2014\nJealous ass bitch\nJealous ass bitch\nMafia, mafia, mafia, mafia\nJealou\u2014, jealous, jealou\u2014\nJealous ass bitch\nJealous ass bitch\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nHatin' ass nigga 'cause I got it out the mud\nHatin' in the family, nigga, be your own blood\nScreamin', \"Fuck 12\" to the D.A. and judge\nNever been a dub, never been a scrub\n.45 Glock, now, oh, you want the judge?\nBetter than who? Must be high on them drugs\nCoolin' in the mansion with the bubbles in the tub\nHeard you undercover, you a bitch, you was a stud\n'Set, yes, nigga, don't try m\u0435\nIn a Lamb', I be damned if a nigga try me\nG\u0435ttin' ham with the fam, man, a nigga gotta eat\nShawty, nuttin', I'ma bust, I'ma trick for a treat\n'Fore I bought the Lamb', I was ridin' in the Jeep\nFive-hundred horses with a stick on a seat\nFuck that nigga, he'll fold when there's heat\nGo against the code for the dough, boy, you weak\nGo against the grain, man, you know a nigga lame\nCartier frames, I can see a nigga brain\nCartier bracelet, they matchin' with the chain\nDirt up on my name, man, you nigga should be shamed\nKnock off her boot when I'm throwin' up gang\nDiamond fruit loops in this watch, and it's plain\nMy dawg got the juice and I'm smokin' propane\nI'm gunnin', I run to the money, Usain\nWho talkin'? Who tellin'? Who sang?\nI'm sellin' prescription cocaine\nShe fuck with my pimpin', my cane\nI'm Michael, I'm not no Jermaine\nJealousy, that shit gon' eat your heart out\nThis a AR, sawed off, we'll slay your squad out\nThis the beast you brought out, this a feast, we ball out\nI'll eat your heart out, I'll pull your card out\nIt's simple, put holes in his face like it's dimples\nNew Kimber, new bop-bop, bop-bop, make it limp him\nHe play with me, blowin' me, rise in my temper\nI got millions of racks in my mansion, my temple\nI'm gangsta but with your bitch, I get gentle\nWanksta, take out your teeth like it's dentures\nI'm blankin', you eat this Glock, I'm Miss Winners", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4YQImHflXSiIMXntcwPkx8", "title":"Bongos", "artist":"Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion", "danceability":0.726, "valence":0.896, "speechiness":0.355, "fres":98.0926029056, "vocabComplex":0.4152542373, "sentenceLength":118.0, "avgSyllable":1.8091603053, "lyrics":"[Intro: Cardi B]\nBong, bong, bong, bong\n (We good?)\nBong, bong, bong, bong\n (Like a drum)\nBong, bong, bong, bong\n (\nThis is fire\n)\nBong, bong, bong-bong-bong-bong\n[Verse 1: Cardi B]\nNigga, eat this ass like a plum (Plum)\nThis pussy tight like a nun (Nun)\nBetter chew it up like it's gum (Gum)\nThen wipe your mouth when you done, mm (Okay)\nI'm hot like Nevada\nPussy get popped, pi\u00f1ata\nBitch, I look like money (Like money)\nYou could print my face on a dollar\n[Refrain: Cardi B]\nBeat it up\n (\nBong-bong-bong-bong\n)\nBeat it up\n (\nBong-bong-bong-bong\n)\nBeat it up (\nBong-bong-bong-bong\n)\nBeat it up (\nBong\n), okay\n[Verse 2: Cardi B & \nMegan Thee Stallion\n]\nFive, four, three, two, one, lift off (Hey)\nHoney, I'm home, shoes gettin' kicked off (Uh)\nEvery time I turn around, a bitch pissed off (Ah-ha)\nLittle dusty-ass hoes need a lint brush (Woo)\nYou gon' settle down, you gon' liv\u0435 with him (What?)\nI don't even wanna post a pic with him (No)\nThe bag h\u0435 just bought me was a \nGoyard\n (Goyard)\nThat ain't your nigga, he is both ours\nPussy tight like a nun (Nun)\nCountin' hundreds up with my thumb\n (Thumb)\nI don't care where you from (From)\nBetter beat this shit like a drum \n(Okurrr)\nDon't be talkin' shit like you know me (Woo)\nI ride dick like a pony\nGirl, that nigga look like a brokey \n(\nReal hot-girl shit\n)\nGo and fuck with his homie, he a (\nAh\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5hslUAKq9I9CG2bAulFkHN", "title":"It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year", "artist":"Andy Williams", "danceability":0.24, "valence":0.776, "speechiness":0.0369, "fres":81.4241175025, "vocabComplex":0.5107913669, "sentenceLength":69.5, "avgSyllable":3.2288135593, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nIt's the most wonderful time of the year\nWith the kids jingle belling\nAnd everyone telling you \"Be of good cheer!\"\nIt's the most wonderful time of the year\n[Verse 1]\nIt's the hap-happiest season of all\nWith those holiday greetings\nAnd gay happy meetings when friends come to call\nIt's the hap-happiest season of all\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThere'll be parties for hosting\nMarshmallows for toasting\nAnd caroling out in the snow\nThere'll be scary ghost stories\nAnd tales of the glories\nOf Christmases long, long ago\n[Chorus]\nIt's the most wonderful time of the year\nThere'll be much mistletoeing\nAnd hearts will be glowing when loved ones are near\nIt's the most wonderful time of the year", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4qP2V09IpTct5A1ZSnr1zh", "title":"You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch", "artist":"Thurl Ravenscroft", "danceability":0.517, "valence":0.42, "speechiness":0.318, "fres":80.5196172249, "vocabComplex":0.4590163934, "sentenceLength":244.0, "avgSyllable":2.95, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou're a mean one, Mr. Grinch\nYou really are a heel\nYou're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch\nYou're a bad banana with a greasy black peel\n[Verse 2]\nYou're a monster, Mr. Grinch\nYour heart's an empty hole\nYour brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch\nI wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole\n[Verse 3]\nYou're a vile one, Mr. Grinch\nYou have termites in your smile\nYou have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch\nGiven a choice between the two of you\nI'd take the seasick crocodile\n[Verse 4]\nYou're a foul one, Mr. Grinch\nYou're a nasty-wasty skunk\nYour heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch\nThe three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, \"Stink, stank, stunk\"\n[Verse 5]\nYou're a rotter, Mr. Grinch\nYou're the king of sinful sots\nYour heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch\nYour soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable\nMangled up in tangled up knots", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4ABYxlb92WBIjHu7TIKmml", "title":"Castles Crumbling (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift Featuring Hayley Williams", "danceability":0.576, "valence":0.378, "speechiness":0.0434, "fres":93.267125, "vocabComplex":0.4936170213, "sentenceLength":235.0, "avgSyllable":2.6130653266, "lyrics":"[Intro: Taylor Swift]\n(Once, I had an empire)\n(Once, I had an empire)\n(Once, I had an empire)\n[Verse 1: Taylor Swift]\nOnce, I had an empire in a golden age\nI was held up so high, I used to be great\nThey used to cheer when they saw my face\nNow, I fear I have fallen from grace\n[Chorus: Taylor Swift, \nTaylor Swift & Hayley Williams\n]\nAnd I \nfeel like my castle's crumbling down\nAnd I watch all my bridges burn to the ground\nAnd you don't want to know me, I will just let you down\nYou don't wanna know me now\n[Verse 2: Hayley Williams, \nTaylor Swift & Hayley Williams\n]\nOnce, I was the great hope for a dynasty\nCrowds would hang on my words and they trusted me\nTheir faith was strong, but I pushed it too far\nI held that grudge 'til it tore me apart\n[Pre-Chorus: Taylor Swift & Hayley Williams, \nTaylor Swift\n]\nPower went to my head and I couldn't stop\nOnes I loved tried to help, so I ran them off\nAnd here I sit alone behind\n walls of regret\nFalling down like promises that I never kept", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7MLGkncjEGTfKHpNa5UgCQ", "title":"IDK NoMore", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.395, "valence":0.368, "speechiness":0.215, "fres":95.7884795322, "vocabComplex":0.3534482759, "sentenceLength":174.0, "avgSyllable":2.3287197232, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI don't know no more\n, \nI don't know no more\nI can't put my finger on it, I don't know the code\nThey was never used to money, they don't know how to ball\nThey lookin' for me, they don't know I'm buildin' a wall\nDuckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all\nI know that when you shine they wish some days will be dark\nAnd I know there be a time you really show who you are\nWe burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart\n[Verse 1]\nI'm done with all these foes on my soul, just forget 'em\nTook months without no syrup, ain't no mor\u0435 codeine in my liver\nWhy m\u0435n actin' like girls, talkin' to niggas like they sisters?\nAnd if you wanna roll you can go on the road with 'em\nLookin' through that peephole, better hope it ain't a hitter\nI could do it on my own, don't wanna fuck with niggas\nHad a big brother that loved me, a stone cold killer\nIf it's family, that mean the love is never ever endin'\n[Chorus]\nI don't know no more,\n I don't know no more\nI can't put my finger on it, I don't know the code\nThey was never used to money, they don't know how to ball\nThey lookin' for me, they don't know I'm buildin' a wall\nDuckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all\nI know that when you shine they wish some days will be dark (I know that when you shine)\nAnd I know there be a time you really show who you are\nWe burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0p1hBWPaSxUDTSa32PyhnU", "title":"She Calls Me Back", "artist":"Noah Kahan With Kacey Musgraves", "danceability":0.743, "valence":0.627, "speechiness":0.0382, "fres":84.4549019608, "vocabComplex":0.5721925134, "sentenceLength":62.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.1777777778, "lyrics":"10\/1\nLilac Boy - \n\"Fungus Bop\"\nMac DeMarco & Ryan Paris - \n\"Simply Paradise\"\n10\/2\nChromeo - \n\"Personal Effects\"\n10\/3\nCarvena - \n\"Sleep In (Acoustic)\"\nMajid Jordan - \n\"Hands Tied\"\nSleater-Kinney - \n\"Hell\"\nTVMBY - \n\"snow dress\"\n10\/4\nBazzi - \n\"Beautiful World\"\nKelleigh Bannen - \n\"I Know Better Now\"\nKevin Abstract - \n\"Blanket\"\nLittle Big - \n\"IT HAPPENS\"\n ft. bbno$\nSay Now - \n\"S.I.N.G.L.E\"\nTkay Maidza, Lolo Zoua\u00ef & Amber Mark - \n\"Out of Luck\"\n10\/5\nBiC Fizzle - \n\"Soulja Talk\"\nDigga D - \n\"TLC\"\nHolly Humberstone - \n\"Kissing In Swimming Pools\"\nI DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME - \n\"WHAT LOVE?\"\nM24 - \n\"What Can I Say?\"\nmxmtoon - \n\"feelings are fatal (revisited)\"\nNines - \n\"Toxic\"\n ft. Bad Boy Chiller Crew\nstudent 1 - \n\"carl jung nudy 1\"\nTems - \n\"Me & U\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"333XFHKsHU0pOocFzBgrJi", "title":"Deeper Well", "artist":"Kacey Musgraves", "danceability":0.587, "valence":0.352, "speechiness":0.0278, "fres":93.1097619048, "vocabComplex":0.6347305389, "sentenceLength":167.0, "avgSyllable":2.6275862069, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMy Saturn has returned\nWhen I turned twenty-seven\nEverything started to change\nTook a long time, but I\u2005learned\nThere's\u2005two kinds of\u2005people, one is a giver\nAnd one's\u2005always tryin' to take\nAll they can take\n[Chorus]\nSo I'm sayin' goodbye to the people that I feel\nAre real good at wastin' my time\nNo regrets, baby, I just think that maybe\nYou go your way and I'll go mine\nIt's been a real good time\nBut you got dark energy, somethin' I can't unsee\nAnd I've got to take care of myself\nI found a deeper well\n[Verse 2]\nI used to wake and bake\nRoll out of bed, hit the gravity bong that I made\nAnd start the day\nFor a while it got me by\nEverything I did seemed better when I was high\nI don't know why", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0AAMnNeIc6CdnfNU85GwCH", "title":"Self Love", "artist":"Metro Boomin & Coi Leray", "danceability":0.775, "valence":0.0472, "speechiness":0.0517, "fres":93.6955306604, "vocabComplex":0.3652173913, "sentenceLength":230.0, "avgSyllable":2.0755813953, "lyrics":"[Intro: Coi Leray & \nYoung Thug\n]\n(\nMetro\n)\nYeah\nMmm\n[Refrain: Coi Leray]\nOh my, she's a long way from suburban towns\nCame to the city for the love, got her hurtin\u2019 now\nOh my, she's a long way from suburban towns\nLong way, really long way from suburbia\n[Verse 1: Coi Leray]\nSmall town love, fall down love, not medicated\nDrink too much, think too much, thoughts drownin' me\nI\u2019m too high, please don't cry, stop doubtin' me\nYou don't know love, you just show love, stop downin' me\n[Chorus: Coi Leray]\nSelf-love, he don't love himself, tryna love me\nCuff me, told the truth to him, he don't trust me\nSelf-love, he don't love himself, tryna love me\nCuff me, told the truth to him, he don\u2019t trust m\u0435\n[Refrain: Coi Leray]\nOh my, she\u2019s a long way from suburban towns\nCame to the city for th\u0435 love, got her hurtin' now\nOh my, she\u2019s a long way from suburban towns\nLong way, really long way from suburbia", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3oZ6dlSfCE9gZ55MGPJctc", "title":"'98 Braves", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.488, "valence":0.484, "speechiness":0.0268, "fres":98.0681501057, "vocabComplex":0.567961165, "sentenceLength":206.0, "avgSyllable":2.6949152542, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch\nThinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win\nBetween them big three pitchers\n, \nAndruw and Chipper\nIt was gonna be hard to keep up with the Jones's\nBut as fate would have it, that Atlanta magic\nGot put out by them damn Padres\nI guess destiny ain't always meant to be\nKinda like you and me that day\n[Chorus]\nWe got close, but close doesn't cut it\nHad a good run, to end up with nothin'\nBut a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer\nWe swung for the fences and came up short\nYeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs\nAnd that's just the way life plays\nIf we were a team, and love was a game\nWe'd have been the '98 Braves\n[Verse 2]\nHad that whole town believin'\nDamn, girl, I even had that talk to your dad, man to man\nBut just like that season\nGirl, you and me didn't end with a ring on a hand", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3FtQes77xlbS9QTVts7p2u", "title":"Too Cool To Die", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.574, "valence":0.44, "speechiness":0.0411, "fres":98.4556606607, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":204.0, "avgSyllable":2.2337662338, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI put a sunglass on, so I don't have to say hi (Hi)\nSend a text after I'm gone, I don't say goodbye (Bye)\nAnd my Miss USA called for a ride (Ride)\nShe filled my tank, I didn't spend a dime (Dime)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I don't mind at all\nAnd I don't cry\nAsk me how I feel\nI'm dynamite, and it goes like\n[Chorus]\nI'm not here for long, my baby\nI'm just passin' by\nThe world keeps gettin' hotter, baby\nBut I'm too cool to die\n[Verse 2]\nShe wanna fuck me on a jet, but I'm scared to fly, ah-ah (Fly)\nShe wanna feed me fancy drinks and keep me up all night, ah-ah-ah (Night)\nShe asked me if I like this wedding ring\nFor fuck's sake, it's our first date\nI did, and then I went\nAnd bought it on the n\u0435xt date, fits me great, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"24A1MxM364lveyyDomwIYq", "title":"Act II: Date @ 8", "artist":"4Batz Featuring Drake", "danceability":0.483, "valence":0.326, "speechiness":0.0864, "fres":100.7083444816, "vocabComplex":0.4527363184, "sentenceLength":100.5, "avgSyllable":2.2, "lyrics":"[Intro: 4batz]\nYou want me to pull up?\n[Chorus: 4batz]\nI'll come and slide by 8 p.m.\nAnd send a text to your DM\nFive hunnid for your fuckin\u2019 hair\nTwo hunnid for your fuckin' nails\nYou runnin' out of shoes to wear\nSo I bought you another pair\n[Verse 1: 4batz]\nGirl, I got you another dress\nSo bring yo\u2019 ass up-down them stairs\nI buy you shit because you rare\nAnd, plus, because you know I care\nBitch, you know you love it here\nThat's why you keep on comin' near\nYour nigga can't compete, I swear (Nah, for real)\nHe tried, but now he look too weak, baby\n[Chorus: 4batz]\nI'll come and slide by 8 p.m.\nAnd send a text to your DM\nFive hunnid for your fuckin' hair\nTwo hunnid for your fuckin' nails\nYou runnin' out of shoes to wear\nSo I bought you another pair\nYou runnin\u2019 out of shoes to wear\nSo I bought you another pair", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0zo975x58DlXbZllWvfYhg", "title":"When Emma Falls In Love (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.474, "valence":0.231, "speechiness":0.0505, "fres":94.5428694158, "vocabComplex":0.5201793722, "sentenceLength":223.0, "avgSyllable":2.7889447236, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen Emma falls in love, she paces the floor\nCloses the blinds and locks the door\nWhen Emma falls in love, she calls up her mom\nJokes about the ways that this one could go wrong\nShe waits and takes her time\n'Cause Little Miss Sunshine always thinks it's gonna rain\nWhen Emma falls in love, I know\nThat boy will never be the same\n[Chorus]\n'Cause she's the kind of book that you can't put down\nLike if Cleopatra grew up in a small town\nAnd all the bad boys would be good boys\nIf they only had a chance to love her\nAnd to tell you the truth, sometimes I wish I was her\n[Verse 2]\nWhen Emma falls in love, it's all on her face\nHangs in the air like stars in outer space\nWhen Emma falls in love, she disappears\nAnd we all just laugh after seein' it all these years\nWhen Emma falls apart, it's when she's alone\nShe takes on the pain and bears it on her own\n'Cause when Emma falls in love, she's in it for keeps\nShe won't walk away unless she knows she absolutely has to leave", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0ZhPWSfAKzeVQbRG08E1iI", "title":"Big Difference", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.858, "valence":0.574, "speechiness":0.282, "fres":97.2164185926, "vocabComplex":0.4311594203, "sentenceLength":138.0, "avgSyllable":2.268722467, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nMonsta's gon' tear it up\n)\n[Chorus]\nLike my hundreds blue (\nBlue\n)\nBad bitches, yeah, I keep 'em by the two\nIt's a big difference between me and you\nI ain't nothin' like you, you, you, or you\nUh\n[Verse 1]\nI'm on a whole 'nother level, these bitches is out of they league\nThese bitches ain't battin' like me\nYou bitches ain't badder than me\nYou bitches don't count and these bitches can't count, I am not the one, two, or the three\nYou bitches look up to me\nYou said you look up to her, but really you look up to me\nI can't be playin' with niggas, I married a G\nI got some niggas that do what I say, \nif I tell 'em to shoot, they pull up from the three\nWhen bitches be rappin', I'm laughin', it sound like you tryin' to me\nI'm who you dyin' to be\nWill somebody cop all these groupies a ticket? 'Cause I'm who they dyin' to meet\nI'm in the city, I drop a location and all of the killers come out\nThese niggas be frontin' for y'all, but they play the back when them killers is out\nWhen them killers is out, cut 'em off like the scissors is out\nWhen Barbie touch down, the baddest of bitches is out", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1WsIk6g7dD8LZouywnzGUb", "title":"Talibans II", "artist":"Burna Boy & Byron Messia", "danceability":0.914, "valence":0.54, "speechiness":0.31, "fres":87.7052002165, "vocabComplex":0.6538461538, "sentenceLength":182.0, "avgSyllable":2.6829268293, "lyrics":"[Intro: Byron Messia]\nDa-da-da-da\nDa-da\nYow Kellz\n[Verse 1: Burna Boy]\nLink with the killy them\nSaint Kitts to Trinidad\nBig up the whole a them\n'Cause w\u1ecdn k\u00e9r\u00e9 n\u00edn\u00fa ay\u00e9\nAnything I do\nHeadline news even wetin I no do\nThem go say, \"I do\"\nNothing but the truth when I step up in the booth\nNo lie, my life no be small thing\nRemember last Christmas\nSanta Claus give me the glizzy with the switch, dawg\nSo some people no go see this Christmas\nMan them a crosses, most of them not even Christians\nClick-bang, body sinking like the quicksand\nZtekk full of bomb like Afghanistan\n[Pre-Chorus: Byron Messia]\nAnd everywhere me carry it 'cause me know the enemy them a pree\nAnd me know them nah sorry for me\nPeople a bawl and a scream 'cause we bad and we mean\nBloody crime scene, calamity\nA so we shoot out brain fi go Canada, G\nMake your marrow experience no gravity", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4IcbUXrAzBtn6iUO1LP471", "title":"Away From Home", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.848, "valence":0.226, "speechiness":0.0587, "fres":82.9502083333, "vocabComplex":0.4845360825, "sentenceLength":129.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.3405572755, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nI-I-I\u2014\n)\nAyy, what?\nIt's so, is it real?\nYeah, ayy\n[Verse 1]\nGive a fuck if they remember\nI was in the cold, windows froze, I was sleepin' in the whip tryna get a fucking grip\nI remember\nDidn't have no hoes tryna go, all these rappers lil' broed me, fuck, fuck\nFuck 'em, I remember\nWay before they had a fuckin' DM, I was whippin' in the Ac' like that shit was European\nI remember\nI remember drivin' Holland Tunnel\n for a label meetin', thinkin' 'bout more cake than a funnel\nI remember\nNow these niggas don't remember\nI know Neeks remember, I know Jay remember,\n \nChubbs'll make them boys remember\nDead broke, splittin' pennies with my members\nFuck a spread, we was splittin' chicken tenders \n(\nI-I-I\u2014\n)\n'Member I was sleepin' in the basement, watchin' Tigger in the basement, I was tryna get a placement\nI remember\nDays in the East with the bros, watchin' Tristan and Devoe while they runnin' up the score\nI remember\nTT was headed to the league, I was sleepin' up at Metalworks tryna plant a seed\nI remember\nRollin' through the city, gettin' beats, always peepin' out the streets 'cause I was beefin' with the bleeks\nI remember\nI was tryna get a portion\n, tryna make a fortune\nB-Town with Candy, I'm tryna be her boyfriend\n3 AM at Y2, runnin' off endorphins\nStart adoptin' all my brothers' beefs like a orphan\nI was still on roads when it's pourin' and stormin'\nThis shit is not rewardin', I do not feel important\nI wanna see some scratch from the shit that I'm recordin'\nIn Memphis smokin' Blacks, tryna act like I enjoy them \n(\nI-I-I\u2014\n)\nMaurice Fran\u00e7ois Girbaud what I'm sportin'\nAnd Mos Def gave me like a rack for performin'\nCrib I got now make me think of when I had to put some money on a mortgage", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6W9l02gRsXVxzIuQC1oc1X", "title":"Pretty Isn't Pretty", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.554, "valence":0.594, "speechiness":0.0561, "fres":84.1781344268, "vocabComplex":0.3607142857, "sentenceLength":93.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.731277533, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nBought a bunch of makeup, tryna cover up my face\nI started to skip lunch, \nstopped eatin' cake on birthdays\nI bought a new prescription to try and stay calm\n'Cause there's always somethin' missin'\nThere's always somethin' in the mirror that I think looks wrong\n[Chorus]\nWhen pretty isn't pretty enough, what do you do?\nAnd everybody's keepin' it up, so you think it's you\nI could change up my body and change up my face\nI could try every lipstick in every shade\nBut I'd always feel the same\n'Cause pretty isn't pretty enough anyway\n[Verse 2]\nYou can win the battle, but you'll never win the war\nYou fix th\u0435 things you hated, and you'd still feel so insecure\nAnd I try to ignor\u0435 it, but it's everythin' I see\nIt's on the poster on the wall, it's in the shitty magazines\nIt's in my phone, it's in my head, it's in the boys I bring to bed\nIt's all around, it's all the time, I don't know why I even try\n[Chorus]\nWhen pretty isn't pretty enough, what do you do?\nAnd everybody's keepin' it up, so you think it's you\nI could change up my body and change up my face\nI could try every lipstick in every shade\nBut I'd always feel the same\n'Cause pretty isn't pretty enough", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ljUUoqlnRUGGa7bmpvevC", "title":"DJ Play A Christmas Song", "artist":"Cher", "danceability":0.533, "valence":0.466, "speechiness":0.121, "fres":97.4820187166, "vocabComplex":0.5081081081, "sentenceLength":185.0, "avgSyllable":2.7547169811, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nNo one on the streets and the city is quiet\nI should be asleep by the heat of the fire\nBut I'm on my way out\nAnd I'm gonna stay out\nI can feel the pulse as I walk in the door\nTake me through the crowd, through the middle of the floor\nThe red and the green lights\nAre hitting me just right\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNothing more, nothing less\nI got one request\n[Chorus]\nDJ, play a Christmas song\nI wanna be dancing all night long\nIt's cold outside, but it's warm in here\nAnd that's the only thing I want this year\nDJ, play a Christmas song\nI wanna be dancing all night long\nIt's tough outside, but it's love in here\nAnd that's the only thing I want this year\n[Verse 2]\nEverybody h\u0435re must be feeling the sam\u0435\nNeed a little joy and a little escape\nFeeling the spirit\nYou just wanna hear it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1bDbXMyjaUIooNwFE9wn0N", "title":"Rich Flex", "artist":"Drake & 21 Savage", "danceability":0.561, "valence":0.424, "speechiness":0.244, "fres":101.4205555556, "vocabComplex":0.399026764, "sentenceLength":51.375, "avgSyllable":2.0486322188, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Intro: 21 Savage & \nYoung Nudy\n]\nGo\n buy a zip of weed, hit the club\nPay for 'bout ten niggas to get in\nWe crunk, lit, in this bitch, yeah\nKnow we walk around the world\nSteppin', not givin a damn 'bout where our feet land at, yeah\nGet your ass mushed, smooshed \n(\n6ix\n)\nYeah, 21, the biggest\nPut a nigga in the chicken wing\n, pussy\n[Chorus: Drake & \n21 Savage\n]\n21, can you do somethin' for me? (\n21\n)\nCan you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (\n21\n)\nAnd 21, can you do somethin' for me? (\n21, 21\n)\nDrop some bars to my pussy ex for me\nThen 21 (\n21\n), can you do somethin' for me? (\nYeah\n)\nCan you talk to the opps necks for me? (\nOkay\n)\n21, do your thing 21, do your thing (\n21\n)\nDo your thing, 21, do your thing\n[Verse: 21 Savage]\nYellow diamonds in the watch, this shit cost a lot\nNever send a bitch your dot, that's how you get shot\nI DM in Vanish Mode, I do that shit a lot\nTook her panties off and this bitch thicker than the plot\nAll my exes ain't nothin', them hoes busted\nIf my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin'\nYou ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch it\nI know you on your period baby, can you suck it?\nI'm a savage (21)\nSmack her booty in Magic (21, 21)\nI'll slap a pussy nigga with a ratchet (Pussy)\nI might slap a tracker on his whip and get the addy (Pussy)\nDon't call me on Christmas Eve, bitch, call your daddy (21)\nBitch, call your uncle (21), bitch, don't call me (21)\nAlways in my ear, your ho a flea (Fuck)\nWhy my opps be posting guns and only use they feet? (21)\nPaid like an athlete, I got\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3IX0yuEVvDbnqUwMBB3ouC", "title":"Bad Idea Right?", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.627, "valence":0.748, "speechiness":0.0955, "fres":95.5561274014, "vocabComplex":0.4347826087, "sentenceLength":46.0, "avgSyllable":2.4029850746, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nHey\n[Verse 1]\nHaven't heard from you in a couple of months\nBut I'm out right now and I'm all fucked up\nAnd you're callin' my phone, you're all alone\nAnd I'm sensing some undertone\nAnd I'm right here with all my friends\nBut you're sending me your new address\nAnd I know we're done, I know we're through\nBut, God, when I look at you\n[Refrain]\nMy brain goes, \"Ah\"\nCan't hear my thoughts (I cannot hear my thoughts)\nLike blah-blah-blah (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)\nShould probably not\nI should probably, probably not\nI should probably, probably not\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSeeing you tonight\nIt's a bad idea, right?\nSeeing you tonight\nIt's a bad idea, right?\nSeeing you tonight\nIt's a bad idea, right?\nSeeing you tonight\nFuck it, it's fine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3pv7Q5v2dpdefwdWIvE7yH", "title":"Shake It Off (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.632, "valence":0.921, "speechiness":0.0738, "fres":90.2950851582, "vocabComplex":0.3428571429, "sentenceLength":210.0, "avgSyllable":1.9361702128, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI stay out too late\nGot nothin' in my brain\nThat's what people say, mm-mm\nThat's what people say, mm-mm\nI \ngo on too many dates (Haha)\nBut I can't make them stay\nAt least, that's what people say, mm-mm\nThat's what people say, mm-mm\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I keep cruisin'\nCan't stop, won't stop movin'\nIt's like I got this music in my mind\nSayin', \"It's gonna be alright\"\n[Chorus]\n'Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play\nAnd the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate\nBaby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake\nShake it off, I shake it off (Ooh)\nHeartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break\nAnd the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake\nBaby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake\nI shake it off, I shake it off (Ooh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"07on0OB2cdPt79IFsgdRUy", "title":"Need A Favor", "artist":"Jelly Roll", "danceability":0.502, "valence":0.557, "speechiness":0.032, "fres":98.3331504923, "vocabComplex":0.3703703704, "sentenceLength":63.0, "avgSyllable":2.3067484663, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI only talk to God when I need a favor\nAnd I only pray when I\u2005ain't\u2005got a prayer\nSo\u2005who the hell am I, who\u2005the hell am I to expect a savior, oh\nIf I only talk to God when I need a favor?\nBut, God, I need a favor\n[Verse 1]\nI know amazin' grace, but I ain't been livin' them words\nSwear I spend most Sundays\nDrunk off my ass than I have at church\nHard cover King James\nOnly been savin' dust on the nightstand\nAnd I don't know what to say\nBy the time I fold my hands\n[Chorus]\nI only talk to God when I need a favor\nAnd I only pray when I ain't got a prayer\nSo who the hell am I, who the hell am I to expect a savior, oh\nIf I only talk to God when I need a favor?\nBut, God, I need a favor\n[Post-Chorus]\nAmen, amen", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1HCdems7PQZRj42QDWLA0A", "title":"Timeless (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.624, "valence":0.65, "speechiness":0.0328, "fres":92.2390696103, "vocabComplex":0.5256410256, "sentenceLength":234.0, "avgSyllable":2.7868020305, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nDown the block, there's an antique shop\nAnd something in my head said, \"Stop,\" so I walked in\nOn the counter was a cardboard box\nAnd the sign said, \"Photos: twenty-five cents each\"\nBlack and white, saw a 30s bride\nAnd school lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house\nThe kinda love that you only find once in a lifetime\nThe kind you don't put down\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd that's when I called you and it's so hard to explain\nBut in those photos, I saw us instead\nAnd, somehow, I know that you and I would've found each other\nIn another life, you still would've turned my head even if w\u0435'd met\n[Chorus]\nOn a crowded street in 1944\nAnd you wer\u0435 headed off to fight in the war\nYou still would've been mine\nWe would have been timeless\nI would've read your love letters every single night\nAnd prayed to God you'd be comin' home all right\nAnd you would've been fine\nWe would have been timeless\n'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this\nSo, even in a different life, you still would've been mine\nWe would've been timeless", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5IAESfJjmOYu7cHyX557kz", "title":"Take Two", "artist":"BTS", "danceability":0.617, "valence":0.566, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":106.2159752322, "vocabComplex":0.677852349, "sentenceLength":24.8333333333, "avgSyllable":1.4152542373, "lyrics":"[\ubc29\ud0c4\uc18c\ub144\ub2e8 \"Take Two\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1: Jung Kook, \nJimin\n]\nWill you stay?\n\ud758\ub7ec\uac00\ub294 \uc800 \uc2dc\uac04\n\uc7a1\uc544\ub450\uace0 \uc2f6\uc5b4 with me\nWill\n you go?\n (Will you go?)\n\uc5b4\ub5a4 \uc5bc\uad74\uc744 \ud558\uace0 \uc11c \uc788\uc744\uae4c?\n (Ah-ah)\n\uc774\uc820 \uae30\uc5b5\ub098\uc9c0 \uc54a\ub294 \uc0c8\ubcbd\ub4e4\n[Pre-Chorus: V, \nJin\n]\nSay\nOh, I'm runnin' round in a daze\nWe been walkin' so many ways\n\uac00\uc2b4\uc774 \ud130\uc9c8 \uac83 \uac19\uc544\nCan't you see the take two?\nStories unfoldin' just for you\n\ub108\uc640 \ud568\uaed8\ud558\ub294 \uccad\ucd98\n\uc9c0\uae08 \ub0b4 \uc190\uc744 \uc7a1\uc544\n[Chorus: Jung Kook, \nV\n]\nYeah, we never felt so young\nWhen together sing the song\n\uc11c\ub85c\uc758 \ub208 \ub9de\ucd94\uba70\n\uc5b4\ub460 \uc18d\uc5d0\ub3c4\nYeah, we never felt so right\nWhen I got you by my side\n\ud568\uaed8 \uac77\ub358 \uae38 \ub530\ub77c\nOh, we young forever", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3fl4zil6HJ0N1FL3YIRwdC", "title":"Tennessee Orange", "artist":"Megan Moroney", "danceability":0.38, "valence":0.268, "speechiness":0.029, "fres":97.562826087, "vocabComplex":0.4156378601, "sentenceLength":243.0, "avgSyllable":2.6631578947, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMama, I'm callin', I've got some news\nDon't you tell Daddy, he'll blow a fuse\nDon't worry, I'm doin' okay\nI know you raised me to know right from wrong\nIt ain't what you think and I'm still writin' songs\nJust never thought I'd see the day\nI've never felt this way\n[Chorus]\nI met somebody and he's got blue eyes\nHe opens the door and he don't make me cry\nHe ain't from where we're from, but he feels like home, yeah\nHe's got me doin' things I've never done\nIn Georgia, they'd call it a sin\nI'm wearin' Tennessee orange for him\n[Verse 2]\nTook me to Knoxville last Saturday\nAnd I wore the hat on his dash to the game\nIt sure wasn't Athens, but I\nFell for him under those Neyland lights\n[Chorus]\nI met somebody and he's got blue eyes\nHe opens the door and he don't make me cry\nHe ain't from where we're from, but he feels like home, yeah\nHe's got me doin' things I've never done\nIn Georgia, they'd call it a sin\nI'm wearin' Tennessee orange for him", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3fhvnn5xALwA2htzljsU1v", "title":"Red Ruby Da Sleeze", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.656, "valence":0.298, "speechiness":0.257, "fres":92.7881287171, "vocabComplex":0.562962963, "sentenceLength":135.0, "avgSyllable":2.0454545455, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj]\nQueen\n[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & \nLumidee\n]\nOnly on them C's if it's breeze,\n \nRed Ruby Da Sleeze\n (\nUh-oh, uh-oh\n)\nChinese on my sleeve\n, \nthese wannabe Chun-Lis\nAnyway, \u4f60\u597d (\u4f60\u597d, \nuh-oh\n)\nWho the fuck told bitches they was me now? (\nUh-oh\n, ooh)\nI knew these bitches was slow, I ain't know these bitches senile (Ooh)\nMarried a shooter case you niggas tried to breathe loud (Brr-brr)\nBoom your face off, then I tell him, \"Cease fire\"\nI'm the A, B side\nSeven-hundred on them horses when we fixin' to leave (\nUh-oh\n)\nBut I don't fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves (\nUh-oh\n)\n(\nUh-oh, uh-oh\n)\nGotta be careful when I dip, it's flips all in the whip\nIt's 40s with 30 clips, FN's with the switch\nGuacamole with the taco, waitin' on El Chapo\nCame in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nBad gyal don't die-die-die (Brr)\nHundred rounds on that grrah-ta-ta\nReal one lick a shot-ta-ta\nShe my lil' vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah\nBad gyal don't run from nobody, like ah\nRude boy want me touchin' on his body, like yah\nBoy affi dead if he ever diss me\nAnd he know what to do if he ever miss me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5GorFaKkP2mLREQvhSblIg", "title":"All My Life", "artist":"Lil Durk Featuring J. Cole", "danceability":0.629, "valence":0.181, "speechiness":0.0326, "fres":100.5492258395, "vocabComplex":0.4402730375, "sentenceLength":146.5, "avgSyllable":2.2490118577, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Burna Boy]\nCall me Burna Boy, this is the furnace\nNothing to do with me, it's just the\u2005way\u2005the world set\nIf\u2005you put me on the remix,\u2005I go first\nThey told me it was when it really wasn\u2019t\nSo it wasn't me who was fuckin' up\nHead fucked up as a young buck\nSeven years couldn't leave my continent\nCame to America, sell out stadiums and turn up\nAt any time (Eh-eh-eh-eh)\nAgbabiaka, oh\nIn\u00fa mi l\u1ecd far, oh\nPour them cold water\nWake from your slumber\nAstaghfirullah\nNo be small matter (Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh)\nCall me what you want, but don't call me weak\nAll my life, they tryna put me on my knees (Ayele oh oh, Ayele ko ko)\nAll my life I try not to waste precious time, waste my precious time\nI choose to speak life\nWhy they plot to take my life over food and wine?\n[Chorus: Choir & \nLil Durk\n]\nAll my life (\nAll my life\n)\nThey been tryin' to keep me down (\nThey been tryna keep me down\n)\nAll this time (\nAll this time\n)\nNever thought I would make it out (\nNever thought I'd make it out\n)\nThey couldn't break me, they couldn't break me (\nNo, no\n)\nThey couldn't take me, they couldn't take me (\nNo\n)\nAll my life (\nAll my life\n)\nThey been tryin' to keep me down (\nThey been tryna keep me down\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"60glT2wsoSHV3B8yCRSB8v", "title":"We Didn't Start The Fire", "artist":"Fall Out Boy", "danceability":0.567, "valence":0.669, "speechiness":0.0572, "fres":70.0798103591, "vocabComplex":0.7352941176, "sentenceLength":170.0, "avgSyllable":3.1216216216, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nCaptain Planet\n, \nArab Spring\nL.A. riots, Rodney King\nDeepfakes\n, \nearthquakes\nIceland volcano\nOklahoma City bomb\nKurt Cobain\n, \nPok\u00e9mon\nTiger Woods\n, \nMySpace\nMonsanto, GMOs\nHarry Potter\n, \nTwilight\nMichael Jackson dies\nNuclear accident, Fukushima, Japan\nCrimean peninsula\nCambridge Analytica\nKim Jong Un\nRobert Downey Jr., Iron Man\n[Chorus]\nWe didn't start the fire\nIt was always burning since the world's been turning\nWe didn't start the fire\nNo, we didn't light it\n \nbut we're trying to fight it\n[Verse 2]\nMore war in Afghanistan\nCubs go all the way again\nObama\n, \nSpielberg\nExplosion, Lebanon\nUnabomber\n, \nBobbitt, John\nBombing, Boston Marathon\nBalloon Boy\n, \nWar On Terror\nQAnon\nTrump gets impeached twice\nPolar bears got no ice\nFyre Fest\n, \nBlack Parade\nMichael Phelps\n, \nY2K\nBoris Johnson\n, \nBrexit\nKanye West and Taylor Swift\nStranger Things, Tiger King\nEver Given, Suez", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3DFkDKoILOZ3an5oJzKDNZ", "title":"Smurk Carter", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.593, "valence":0.58, "speechiness":0.33, "fres":92.0982351588, "vocabComplex":0.4476744186, "sentenceLength":172.0, "avgSyllable":2.3252427184, "lyrics":"[Intro: Robert Shipp & \nLil Durk\n]\n(\nBa\nnge\nr\n)\nWhat up, nephew? Man, you know what it is\nI wanna start this jawn up by sayin' I'm so proud of you, man\nBut after that, it's all about a second chance (\nThe Melody\n)\nAnd everybody, especially the real niggas\nReal people from the hood, man, from the trenches, they deserve a second chance\n'Cause a lot of us got caught up in the motherfuckin' math (\nDJ on the beat, so it's a banger\n)\nWith these people, man, just tryna lock us up for nothin', you hear me?\nSo here we ar\u0435 now, I remember back, back, not too long ago\nM\u0435 and your daddy was in the belly of the beast\nAnd on our paperwork, it said, as our outdate, it said, \"Deceased, deceased\"\nThey thought we was gon' die in there\nBut look at us now, we out here thrivin', livin'\nNow you out here, it's your second chance too, nephew (\nBang, bang, bang\n)\n[Verse 1]\nYou know, money and power got the trenches united\nGot some members indicted over money and violence\nI was raised in the jungle with snakes, rats and some lions (Yeah)\nLeather Pelles for winters\n, dope boys and giants\nDaddy took over the streets, Larry Hoover was my age\nWhen weed was so cheap, sellin' drugs off MySpace\nI'm a gangster at heart, could stop a war with my face\nMama, I said I'm sorry for puttin' you through the mind games, sorry\nOnly The Family the Navy (Yeah)\n3-double-0 is the army (Yeah)\nTell 'em re-open Barneys (Yeah)\nA hundred fifty on Marni (Yeah)\nA double cup full of lean (Yeah)\nI need to drink some Dasani (Yeah)\n'Cause my piss back yellow (Yeah)\nBut my President white (Damn)\nPlus, my 'Rari was white, my Rollie face was just white (White)\nMy uncle had his own crib, but he stay with the white\nI'm in a phase of my life, I can't be praisin' the mice\nMy auntie prayed to the Christ (Christ), I made a way through the night (Yeah)\nRegret I gave her a flight (Flight), my brother stayed with a pipe (Pipe)\nHe just ain't have it that night (Dang), I hate he played with his life (Dang)\nHis killer paid for his price\n (Bang), I brought it straight from the dice (Yeah)\nRacketeering his charge, I wish he took my advice", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1L0OmJV0LnPDWuHCIGmBV6", "title":"On The Radar Freestyle", "artist":"Drake & Central Cee", "danceability":0.615, "valence":0.194, "speechiness":0.292, "fres":88.5027492292, "vocabComplex":0.4679878049, "sentenceLength":656.0, "avgSyllable":2.6399286988, "lyrics":"[Intro: Drake]\nYeah\nOn The Radar, 2023\n6 G-O-D and my broski 2C\nYou know what it is\nSome madness and badness, combination\nYeah\nAyy, grr\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nOn Morningside, got no stick in the ride\nIf I take flicks with the guys, I gotta put emojis over like three faces 'cause the feds can't see those eyes\nPeople I shouldn't be beside\nWhen I was an actor, they would go Stratford just to sell food on Bieber's side\nPlenty reasons why I'm this way, my girl, that's just one reason why\nSeen you around at Sotto, enough man, baby, you love on some eediat guys\nObedient guys, jokers and com\u0435dian guys\nYou know I'm like 6'2\" in the right shoe, lov\u0435, but you love on some medium guys\nI wanna keep you on the beach 'til 6 A.M., so you see sunrise\nSeen you from the stage in the one hundreds, these must be eagle eyes\nPressin' against me, thinkin' 'bout entry, know you could tell it's a decent size\nYou wanna know the real me, girl, say you wanna see deep inside\nIf Chubbs has on a Chanel side bag, you don't wanna see him reach inside\n'Cah we know some demon guys with jealous and evil eyes\nYou know that's how Jesus died, you know that's how Julius Caesar died\nI bet they were decent guys, I swear they remind me of me sometimes\nI'm tryna be under your breasts like peas and rice, you never get treated nice\nFool you once, that's fine, but you look dumb if you let them repeat it twice\nTwo hundred mill' on the table, I hope I'm able to get this agreement signed\nTold you I needed time, but really the truth is I don't believe in time\nFeel like I been here over a thousand years like since the medieval times\nAnd I'm still just a cutthroat king even though this is recent times\nA man might dead that we're beefin' with, but we don't do grieving time\nFuck teasin' time, if I cum inside you, it's breedin' time\nSo much for idols, KMT with the eye roll\nKnew that I made it when I had drivers holding my last name up in arrivals\nCench might need vaccine when he see how this vid' start going viral\nIf Lita's there, then the mash is there with grains in there like silos\nThe morning rain clouds up my window, I swear I feel like Dido\nJ-A-U-M, how it looks when man put you in a jam like typos\nNegotiation, asking for twenty percent of the company, that's my final\nRealistic, the shit might N15 like I'm going through Tottenham High Road\nIf it's beef, I'll get that shaved for bread and grease like I'm making giros, or I'm making gyros\nSo much for all these heroes\nThe numbers are good with me as long as it's comma then zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero\nPass me a glass of the vino\nIf a girl try take my Rolex to buy some Valentino\nI tell Baby M what she did to the kid, \nthen I line her like emo\nShe didn't rock my clothing line when we had one shirt to go with the jeans though\nNow man like me and Clint can afford those whips like Gran Torino\nGrr", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4FWbsd91QSvgr1dSWwW51e", "title":"Trustfall", "artist":"P!nk", "danceability":0.636, "valence":0.25, "speechiness":0.0945, "fres":97.6367074663, "vocabComplex":0.5153374233, "sentenceLength":32.6, "avgSyllable":2.5223880597, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nTrust fall, baby\nIt's a trust fall, baby\n[Verse 1]\nPicture a place where it all doesn't hurt\nWhere everything's safe and it doesn't get worse, oh my\nWe see through bloodshot eyes\nPicture a place, somewhere else far away\nWhere you know what they mean and they mean what they say to us\nAnd would that be enough?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAre we running out of time?\nAre we hiding from the light?\nAre we just too scared to fight for what we want tonight?\n[Chorus]\nClos\u0435 your eyes and leav\u0435 it all behind\nGo where love is on our side\nIt's a trust fall, baby\nIt's a trust fall, baby\nYou and I and everyone alive\nWe can run into the fire\nIt's a trust fall, baby\nYeah, it's a trust fall, baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"39MK3d3fonIP8Mz9oHCTBB", "title":"Annihilate", "artist":"Metro Boomin, Swae Lee, Lil Wayne & Offset", "danceability":0.611, "valence":0.204, "speechiness":0.055, "fres":83.2753658537, "vocabComplex":0.5619047619, "sentenceLength":210.0, "avgSyllable":2.3099415205, "lyrics":"[Intro: \nYoung Thug\n]\n(\nMetro\n)\n[Chorus: Swae Lee]\nI just came to my senses\n (Yeah)\nI stay in another dimension\nFear is non-existent (Existent)\nSuit up and swing through the city (Ooh, hey)\nAnnihilate, I'm wide awake, be very afraid (Afraid)\nI'm in my own world, give me space\nI'm in my own universe, give me space (Space, yeah)\n[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]\nWeezy Carter, I'm 'bout to go Peter Parker\nI'm Spider-Man, if he ain't me, he just a creepy crawler\nTunechi spark the lighter\n, pull up in a new Ferrari Spider\nSpider web necklace with the diamonds\nShe'll turn to Spider-Woman if I bite her\nI will not go back and forth with you\nI see you got the black widow with you\nYou should've had a black hero with you\nI give an opp arachnophobia\nI've been litty since I flicked the lighter\nSince I was an itsy bitsy spider\nThey've been tryna wash the spider out\nI got spiders crawlin' out your mouth, Spider-Verse", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"51ZQ1vr10ffzbwIjDCwqm4", "title":"We Can't Be Friends (Wait For Your Love)", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.645, "valence":0.287, "speechiness":0.0447, "fres":96.0510961538, "vocabComplex":0.4936708861, "sentenceLength":79.0, "avgSyllable":2.8048780488, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI didn't think you'd understand me\nHow could you ever even try?\nI don't wanna tiptoe, but I don't wanna hide\nBut I don't wanna feed this monstrous fire\nJust wanna let this story die\nAnd I'll be alright\n[Chorus]\nWe can't be friends\nBut I'd like to just pretend\nYou cling to your papers and pens\nWait until you like me again\n[Post-Chorus]\nWait for your love\nLo-love, I'll wait for your love\n[Verse 2]\nMe and my truth, we sit in silence\nMm\nBaby girl, it's just me and you\n'Cause I don't wanna argue, \nbut I don't wanna bite\nMy tongue, yeah, I think I'd rather die\nYou got me misunderstood\nBut at least I look this good", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5aIVCx5tnk0ntmdiinnYvw", "title":"Water", "artist":"Tyla", "danceability":0.673, "valence":0.519, "speechiness":0.0755, "fres":99.8765, "vocabComplex":0.4759036145, "sentenceLength":27.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.196969697, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMake me sweat, make me hotter\nMake me lose my breath, make me water\nMake me sweat, make me hotter\nMake me lose my breath, make me water\n[Verse 1]\nNormally, I can keep my cool\nBut tonight, I'm wildin'\nI'ma be (Yeah) in a dangerous mood\nCan you match my timing? (Mm, mm)\nTellin' me (Yeah) that you really 'bout it\nWhy try hide it? Ooh\nTalk is cheap, so show me\nThat you understand how I like it\n[Pre-Chorus]\nCan you blow my mind?\nSet off my whole body\nIf I give you my time (Ooh)\nCan you snatch my soul from me?\nI don't wanna wait, come take it\nTake me where I ain't been before\nCan you blow my mind?\nSet off my whole body, whole body", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4iEoDBAgMJIzest7VsDgmT", "title":"Get In With Me", "artist":"BossMan Dlow", "danceability":0.612, "valence":0.219, "speechiness":0.384, "fres":86.7106146751, "vocabComplex":0.4460641399, "sentenceLength":171.5, "avgSyllable":1.9956521739, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBig Za\nYeah\nGram\n(\nDxnte, you snapped on this one\n)\nUh, uh\n[Chorus]\nI was bad as fuck in school, now\u2005I'm\u2005tryna dodge a\u2005sentence\nJust walked out the Lanvin store,\u2005pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (Nigga)\nYou wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (Come here, baby)\nI don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket\nI'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights (Yoom)\nYou wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price\n (Facts)\nLeft wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice (Bling)\nI'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life (Skrrt)\n[Verse]\nI'm in that thing shiftin' and I'm lane-switchin' (Yoom)\nBitch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business (Big Za)\nUh, dunkin' on niggas' ass like Blake Griffin (Rrr)\nHe keep talkin', bro gon' leave his face missing (Brrt)\nBae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huarache (No Huarache, baby)\nBad bitch, fiftieth floor, eatin' hibachi (Come here, baby)\nI got ten missed calls, all my bitches mad at me\nValet park, designer district, I'm goin' straight to Gallery\nJuggs fiendin', yep (Yep)\nPhone ringin', yep (Brrt)\nNiggas hatin', yep (Nigga)\nJewelry blingin', yep (Bling)\nJuggs fiendin', yep (Brrt)\nPhone ringin', yep (Yep)\nNiggas hatin', yep (Nigga)\nJewelry blingin', yep (Bling)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5iHC401tsNlJRY46ECSYbo", "title":"Beep Beep", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.738, "valence":0.284, "speechiness":0.133, "fres":90.761875, "vocabComplex":0.4730769231, "sentenceLength":37.1428571429, "avgSyllable":1.9081632653, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nMurda on the beat so it's not nice\n)\nAyo\n[Verse]\nI drop a bag on the Rolls with the temp tags\nMy niggas locked, scammin' money out their pen pals\nI know a bitch, bust it open in the club\nIntroduce you to the plug, ten plates for like ten cash\nI got a call, told him, \"Meet me in the backstreets\"\nGot out the Jeep just to fuck him in the backseat\nI'm not impressed, I said, \"Yo, the D mad weak\"\nHit my niggas up, I got him robbed and that ass beat\nI told him that he had the chance of a lifetime\nWho wanna be a millionaire? I'm your lifeline\nThese bitches always checkin' for m\u0435 like a Nike sign\nNiggas always frontin' when th\u0435y only did some light time\n[Chorus]\nBeep, beep, beep, is that bleep?\nIs that you talkin' to me? It's that deep?\nIf I don't even know you exist, is that beef?\nWhen niggas get their jaw broke, wait, is that teeth?\n[Post-Chorus]\nMurda, murda, murda, murda, mm (Murda)\nMurda, murda, murda, murda, mm (Murda)\nMurda, murda, murda, murda, mm (Murda)\nMurda, murda, murda, murda", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"53dtP2iUMvaF28JZcHnFuU", "title":"Logical", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.499, "valence":0.153, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":96.5276086957, "vocabComplex":0.6036585366, "sentenceLength":164.0, "avgSyllable":2.9020979021, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMaster manipulator\nGod, you're so good at what you do\nCome for me like a savior\nAnd I'd put myself through hell for you\nHear all the rumors lately\nThat you always denied\nAnd I fell for\u205fyou\u205flike\u205fwater\nFalls from the\u205fFebruary sky\nBut now\u205fthe current's stronger\nNo, I couldn't get out if I tried\nBut you convinced me, baby\nIt was all in my mind\n[Chorus]\nAnd now you got me thinkin'\nTwo plus two equals five\nAnd I'm the love of your life\n'Cause if rain don't pour and sun don't shine\nThen changing you is possible\nNo, love is never logical\n[Verse 2]\nYou built a giant castle\nWith walls so high I couldn't see\nThe way it all unraveled\nAnd all the things you did to me\nYou lied, you lied, you lied, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4hqJ4bSlYJOXb6Z4SRmzxs", "title":"Long Live (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.375, "valence":0.0752, "speechiness":0.0402, "fres":95.9515306122, "vocabComplex":0.5675675676, "sentenceLength":222.0, "avgSyllable":2.6517412935, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI said, \"Remember this moment\"\nIn the back of my mind\nThe time we stood with our shaking hands\nThe crowds in stands went wild\nWe were the kings and the queens\nAnd they read off our names\nThe night you danced like you knew our lives\nWould never be the same\nYou held your head like a hero\nOn a history book page\nIt was the end of a decade\nBut the start of an age\n[Chorus]\nLong live the walls we crash\u0435d through\nHow the kingdom lights shined just for me and you\nI was scr\u0435aming, \"Long live all the magic we made\"\nAnd bring on all the pretenders\nOne day, we will be remembered\n[Verse 2]\nI said, \"Remember this feeling\"\nI pass the pictures around\nOf all the years that we stood there on the sidelines\nWishin' for right now\nWe are the kings and the queens\nYou traded your baseball cap for a crown\nWhen they gave us our trophies\nAnd we held them up for our town\nAnd the cynics were outraged\nScreaming, \"This is absurd\"\n'Cause for a moment, a band of thieves\nIn ripped up jeans got to rule the world", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"28drn6tQo95MRvO0jQEo5C", "title":"Type Shit", "artist":"Future, Metro Boomin, Travis Scott & Playboi Carti", "danceability":0.64, "valence":0.112, "speechiness":0.129, "fres":96.0813452381, "vocabComplex":0.5193133047, "sentenceLength":233.0, "avgSyllable":2.5306122449, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future]\nYeah, yeah, Pluto\n[Chorus: Future]\nI don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit\nGet a nigga whacked on the news type shit\nSippin' drank and Actavis on some Screw type shit\nJust a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit\nI got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit\nTake down Meg Thee Stallions by the group type shit\n[Verse 1: Future]\nThat's some thick shit, I just thought you knew type shit\nI just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type of shit\nPockets racked up, all blue type shit\nBunch of rich niggas, hoes get confused type shit\nAtlanta nigga, I live like Ted Turner type shit\nOn camera, knockin' jaws loose typ\u0435 shit\nI canceled her, kick h\u0435r out the stu' type shit\nA silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches\nA solid nigga, countin' dog food type shit\nMovin' through the city with your boo type shit\nShe's ready to suck it up like soup type shit\nYou goin' against the guys and you gon' lose type shit\nPray to God they knock you out your shoes type shit (Type shit)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1u2Fe70Qm9VFCIMPWFlfc1", "title":"Deep Satin", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.509, "valence":0.37, "speechiness":0.0304, "fres":98.5403629032, "vocabComplex":0.558974359, "sentenceLength":39.0, "avgSyllable":2.69375, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWalkin' 'round town in a place I've never been\nIn deep, deep Manhattan\nI recall it all,\u2005your\u2005dress and how\u2005it falls\nYou rollin' in deep satin\n[Verse 2]\nWon't\u2005you call a cab, mister, won't you pay my tab?\nThere's some boys on the curb haymakin'\nAnd I ain't been home in three years or so\nAnd everyone I know now's mistaken\nFrauds as friends, starts as ends\nBig lights is actual love\nBut you in Manhattan rollin' in deep satin\nWas a painful and wonderful drug\n[Chorus]\nWell, I've been comin' down on a Greyhound\nThat is westbound to the sea\nWhen you see the lights, when you hear the rain\nIs there a chance you're thinkin' of me?\nIs that song stuck in your head?\n\"Friend of the Devil\" by the D\u0435ad\nOr is that just what your friends want me to be?\n'Caus\u0435 if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0PAcdVzhPO4gq1Iym9ESnK", "title":"Thinkin' Bout Me", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.656, "valence":0.429, "speechiness":0.0308, "fres":96.7266464418, "vocabComplex":0.3879598662, "sentenceLength":27.1818181818, "avgSyllable":2.4115044248, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nDon't know where you at, don't know where you've been\nDon't know nothin' 'bout that boy you're into\nDon't feel bad for you but I feel bad for him\nAnd all the hell you gon' be puttin' him through\nProbably tell him we're a burnt out flame\nProbably tell him that I ain't been on your mind\nHow I ain't nothin' but a long gone thing\nYou can cuss my name, but baby, don't you lie\n[Chorus]\nWhen you're tasting what he's drinking, are you thinkin' 'bout me?\nWhen you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missin' my street?\nEvery time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?\nWhen you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?\nComin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine\nJust like you know it's supposed to be\nWhen you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?\nMakin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?\nAre you thinkin' 'bout, are you thinkin' 'bout\nWhen you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?\n[Verse 2]\nDo you hide your phone? Did you change my name?\nWhen he wants to go to our go-to place\nDo you tell him you can't? Then go out of your way\nTo be somewhere, any damn where I ain't", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3WMj8moIAXJhHsyLaqIIHI", "title":"Something In The Orange", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.369, "valence":0.148, "speechiness":0.04, "fres":93.7277959184, "vocabComplex":0.4308300395, "sentenceLength":84.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.5833333333, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt'll be fine by dusk light, I'm tellin' you, baby\nThese things eat at your bones and drive your young mind crazy\nBut when you place your head between my collar and jaw\nI don't know much, but there's no weight at all\n[Verse 2]\nAnd I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't\n'Cause if I say I miss you, I know that you won't\nBut I miss you in the mornings when I see the sun\nSomethin' in the orange tells me we're not done\n[Chorus]\nTo you, I'm just a man; to me, you're all I am\nWhere the hell am I supposed to go?\nI poisoned myself again, somethin' in the orange\nTells me you're never comin' home\n[Verse 3]\nI need to hear you say you've been waitin' all night\nThere's orange dancin' in your eyes from bulb light\nYour voice only trembles when you try to speak\nTake me back to us dancin', this wood used to creak\n[Chorus]\nTo you, I'm just a man; to me, you're all I am\nWhere the hell am I supposed to go?\nI poisoned myself again, somethin' in the orange\nTells me you're never comin' home", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3QiAAp20rPC3dcAtKtMaqQ", "title":"Blue Christmas", "artist":"Elvis Presley", "danceability":0.465, "valence":0.58, "speechiness":0.0425, "fres":101.3953846154, "vocabComplex":0.3020833333, "sentenceLength":192.0, "avgSyllable":2.081300813, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'll have a blue Christmas without you\n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)\nI'll be so blue just thinking about you\n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)\nDecorations of red on a green Christmas tree\n(Ah, ah)\nWon't be the same, dear, if you're not here with me\n(Ooh)\n[Verse 2]\nAnd when those blue snowflakes start fallin'\n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)\nThat's when those blue memories start callin'\n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)\nYou'll be doin' alright with your Christmas of white\n(Ah, ah)\nBut I'll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas\n[Bridge]\n(Ooh, ah ooh)\n(Ooh, ah ooh)\n[Outro]\nYou'll be doin' alright with your Christmas of white\n(Ah, ah)\nBut I'll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas\n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6Qpfsw8OS5HW5XxgmXYLWS", "title":"Handle On You", "artist":"Parker McCollum", "danceability":0.588, "valence":0.625, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":95.1526518219, "vocabComplex":0.4212454212, "sentenceLength":273.0, "avgSyllable":2.7606837607, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI went and bought the biggest bottle they got 'cause you're gone\nDrop a needle on a vinyl and cry to an old Haggard song\nSittin' at the table, baby, breakin' the seal\nGonna see how much of this pain I can kill\nI went and bought the biggest bottle they got 'cause you're gone\n[Chorus]\nTennessee and Kentucky\n'Cause you ain't here to love me\nI drink now that there's nothing to lose\nI've been fightin' with your memory\nI hate the way it hits me\nI wake up every day black and blue\nAfter all this back and forth, a fifth won't do\nYeah, I finally got a handle, finally got a handle on you\n[Verse 2]\nI tell myself that I should quit, but I don't listen to drunks\nI keep on sippin' 'til \"I miss you\" don't roll off my tongue\nSince you poured our love down the sink\nI think I'll just stay here and drink\nI tell myself that I should quit, but I don't listen to drunks\n[Chorus]\nTennessee and Kentucky\n'Cause you ain't here to love me\nI drink now that there's nothing to lose\nI've been fightin' with your memory\nI hate the way it hits me\nI wake up every day black and blue\nAfter all this back and forth, a fifth won't do\nWell, I finally got a handle on you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2FoahzOSxJnalPA8aBUme3", "title":"All Of Me", "artist":"21 Savage", "danceability":0.653, "valence":0.791, "speechiness":0.304, "fres":96.7336148008, "vocabComplex":0.423857868, "sentenceLength":98.5, "avgSyllable":2.2621359223, "lyrics":"[Intro: \nRose Norwalt\n]\nAnd I wish on all the rainbows that I see\nI wish on all the people\u2014, we\n[Chorus]\nSee, my shooter pescatarian, but he eat up all the beef (21)\nYou gave me your ass to kiss, but want the all of me (Goddamn)\nI stand on business, dot my I's and cross my T's\nAll I got is these lil' pictures when I think 'bout all the G's (21)\nMemories in my head, the devil talkin' to me (On God)\nI know Satan down that path, but God walkin' with me\nPut your phone light in the air if you done lost a nigga (21)\nKept it solid, ran up a bag and didn't have to cross a nigga (21, 21, 21)\n[Verse 1]\nWoah, bulletproof my cars (Yeah)\nHe a homebody, fuck it, kill him in his yard (Yeah)\nNiggas go to clubs and let down they guard (21)\nWe got choppers out until we find somewhere to park (On God)\nPussy, hit the cup and nod (21)\nTrench hoes used to curve me, now they treat me like I'm God (Facts)\nI know you want my spot, but you don't wanna play your part (Pussy)\nIf it was up to you, you probably let these niggas starve (21)\nI got rich and opened more doors than a doorman (On God)\nAll the Glocks came with extensions like a sew-in\n (Straight up)\nAnd all these cars came with BBL's and body kits\n (21)\nClaim you a killer, but you still ain't got a body yet (21)\nHow you that nigga when you can't go where you grew up at? (Pussy)\nHow that's your nigga when he cap to hoes behind your back? (The fuck?)\nFamily picture, you can kill me if you spot a rat (On God)\nReal rap, this ain't no cap", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"12nBPF4Rh4XLFJV0YLN7uj", "title":"Innocent (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.522, "valence":0.149, "speechiness":0.0284, "fres":89.3105194805, "vocabComplex":0.582010582, "sentenceLength":47.25, "avgSyllable":3.0062111801, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI guess you really did it this time\nLeft yourself in your war path\nLost your balance on a tightrope\nLost your mind tryin' to get it back\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWasn't it easier in your lunchbox days?\nAlways a bigger bed to crawl into\nWasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything\nAnd everybody believed in you?\n[Chorus]\nIt's alright, just wait and see\nYour string of lights are still bright to me, oh\nWho you are is not where you've been\nYou're still an innocent\nYou're still an innocent\n[Verse 2]\nDid some things you can't speak of\nBut at night, you live it all again\nYou wouldn't be shattered on the floor now\nIf only you had seen what you know now then\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWasn't it easier in your firefly-catching days?\nWhen everything out of reach\nSomeone bigger brought down to you\nWasn't it beautiful running wild 'til you fell asleep\nBefore the monsters caught up to you?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1HbzxLqpNVPdiBXvpC7Ovb", "title":"Wondering Why", "artist":"The Red Clay Strays", "danceability":0.524, "valence":0.347, "speechiness":0.0405, "fres":88.2599592391, "vocabComplex":0.437007874, "sentenceLength":254.0, "avgSyllable":2.6542056075, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShe comes from silver spoon, golden rule, private school, never miss Sunday Church\nAnd I come from blue-collar, low-dollar, out here where concrete meets old red dirt\nAnd I don't know what happened, but it sure don't add up on paper\nBut when I close my eyes late at night, you can bet I thank my maker\n[Chorus]\nShe keeps on loving me, loves me the way I am\nShe's not just along for the ride, she's my biggest fan\nLord, it's a little piece of Heav\u0435n when we lay down at night\nShe keeps on loving m\u0435 and I keep on wondering why\n[Verse 2]\nShe's got a wicked smile, angel eyes, every guy wanting to hold her close\nShe's as pretty as sin like the sun sinking down on the California coast\n[Chorus]\nShe keeps on loving me, loves me the way I am\nShe's not just along for the ride, she's my biggest fan\nLord, it's a little piece of Heaven when we lay down at night\nShe keeps on loving me and I keep on wondering why\n[Bridge]\nI don't know what happened, but it sure don't add up on paper\nAnd as long as she lets me, I'll take her wherever she wants me to take her", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7iTTWHbr4tAlsRJN4m4bay", "title":"Strike (Holster)", "artist":"Lil Yachty", "danceability":0.851, "valence":0.701, "speechiness":0.216, "fres":101.8757783883, "vocabComplex":0.4035714286, "sentenceLength":93.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.8505154639, "lyrics":"[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah (Mm, mm)\nOkay (Yeah), okay, okay (Mm, mm, mm, mm)\nIt's us (Brr)\n[Chorus]\nI been fucked up, look, I was geekin'\nI was, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI was tryna strike shit\nI was tryna strike shit\nI was tryna strike shit like a match, late night, yeah\nStrike like I missed it, strike like I hit the pin\nStrike like I'm not goin' to work, strike, strike\n[Verse 1]\nYou knew that shit weren't real when you heard it, you\nYou know the guys sip on drank 'til it's early, yeah\nAll of this Bottega, shit, I shopped at Burlington (Just did)\nDrank man had cracked the seal, I begged him to sell it to\u2014 (I did)\nStars in the roof, this shit ain't nothin', I switch the coup\u0435 (Gang)\nEmo bitch, she like to go take shrooms, look lik\u0435 Betty Boop\n (Yeah)\nShittin' me? \nHop in SRTs\n and \ndo Fruity Loops\n (Shittin' me?)\nHe can't play big bank, I switch out whips like they switch out shoes (Yeah)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah (Mm, mm)\nOkay (Yeah), okay, okay (Mm, mm, mm, mm)\nIt's us (Brr)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2EjXfH91m7f8HiJN1yQg97", "title":"Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree", "artist":"Brenda Lee", "danceability":0.589, "valence":0.898, "speechiness":0.0502, "fres":76.0656856436, "vocabComplex":0.5263157895, "sentenceLength":133.0, "avgSyllable":3.1308411215, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nRockin' around the Christmas tree\nAt the Christmas party hop\nMistletoe hung where you can see\nEvery couple tries to stop\nRockin' around the Christmas tree\nLet the Christmas spirit ring\nLater, we'll have some pumpkin pie\nAnd we'll do some caroling\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou will get a sentimental feeling\nWhen you hear\nVoices singing, \"Let's be jolly\nDeck the halls with boughs of holly\"\n[Chorus]\nRockin' around the Christmas tree\nHave a happy holiday\nEveryone's dancin' merrily\nIn the new old-fashioned way\n[Saxophone Solo]\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou will get a sentimental feeling\nWhen you hear\nVoices singing, \"Let's be jolly\nDeck the halls with boughs of holly\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"10M2Ex445zw585Ducldzkw", "title":"You Didn't", "artist":"Brett Young", "danceability":0.607, "valence":0.434, "speechiness":0.0305, "fres":101.4903090508, "vocabComplex":0.5555555556, "sentenceLength":180.0, "avgSyllable":2.6474358974, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI could never hate you even if I tried\nGirl, I love you too much and I've loved you too long to fight\nMm\nIt ain't always a bad thing saying goodbye\nAnd the last thing that I wanna be is a waste of your time\n[Chorus]\nThere's nothing I could say\nTo make you wanna stay\nYour heart made up it's mind\nI don't want you to lie one more minute\nYou ain't done nothing wrong\nI'm not where you belong\nDon't let one teardrop fall\nGirl, you think it's your fault but it isn't\nI fell in love and you didn't\n[Verse 2]\nI hope you find someone\nTo be the person for you\nMm\nThat you were to me, what I wanted to b\u0435 for you\nI, I ain't ever asked you to s\u0435ttle or compromise\nGirl, you deserve everything in this world\nEven if it means you can't be mine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2yUzr8Sr6ldG8vmHhZwTnz", "title":"Nee-nah", "artist":"21 Savage, Travis Scott & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.678, "valence":0.318, "speechiness":0.227, "fres":87.4669360902, "vocabComplex":0.5180722892, "sentenceLength":166.0, "avgSyllable":2.262962963, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nI took a ballerina down to the ball dance\nMet a couple ball players, found a ball stance\nNow we in the bathroom, she found a ball face\nTook some shots and balled out, now how the stall taste?\nI can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear\nI might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here\n'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina\nI told her, \"Baby, that's Nina Simone\"\nAyy, drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided\nHands in this motherfucker wavin', hazy\n'80s like the '90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)\nDrivin' through this motherfucker, wildin'\nAyy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch\nI been with the 'quad on a high note, gettin' C-notes\nDifferent presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote\nPresi' 'round this motherfucker, I ain't sendin' vetos\nAin't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O\nBattin' out the 504, I saved her name as \"Creole\"\nBalance when I'm on a road, I get the go and T-O\nDominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo\nShit is off its sockets, they lock in\nMama said live up to my name, but they jockin'\nThey gon' try go and take your face for the profit\nThey gon' lie, they gon' slip and slide, get beside ya\nThey gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon\nIn the trees with the bumble bees on horizon\nAin't catchin' Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion\nSell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0w3Mfe4PIVjuFjJbe3OlYv", "title":"8am In Charlotte", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.567, "valence":0.668, "speechiness":0.274, "fres":83.8617863914, "vocabComplex":0.5679347826, "sentenceLength":184.0, "avgSyllable":2.7026143791, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nIn God's hands\n \n(\nConductor\n)\nBe\n grateful\nThat He was there\nGlory\n (Yeah)\nI'm out here on the road\nYou can hear it in the voice \n(\nGlory\n)\nStill get this shit off, though\nLook\n[Verse 1]\nThe money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune-tell\nFire top from a bitch that work at corporate sales\nChinchilla ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel\nBreakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails\nI leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' go to jail\nPreachin' to the dogs 'bout wantin' more for themselves\nIt's weighin' heavy on my moral scale\nKnowin' they gon' sell another citizen 'caine, they think they Orson Welles\nWalk in Chanel, they like, \"How the fuck you need more Chanel?\"\nI got these cats tuckin' tails on fourth-quarter sales\nI'm used to seein' tears drop over enormous meals\nThe restaurant clears out, faint echoes of\n \nLauryn Hill\nI say, \"We gotta talk about us,\" I feel like Jordan Peele\nCould tell I'm gettin' under your skin like a orange peel\n'Cause your words don't match your actions like a foreign film\nAnd now it's silence in the Lamb' like the horror film\nThings get quiet after me statin' the obvious\nThings get kinky after fifteen years of dominance\nThat October sky is lookin' ominous\nThe money is autonomous\nShout' to Oliver North, he out in Rome doin' Toronto shit\nAnd Jeremiah the watchdog, you niggas know what time it is\nI'm in and out of Houston Hobby so much, I'm a hobbyist\nHoes waitin' on Cench in the lobby, that boy a lobbyist\nSavage got a green card straight out of the consulate\nWhere I go, you go, brother, we Yugoslavian\nFormal is the dress code, dawg, so many checks owed\nI feel Czechoslovakian, nigga, what the fuck?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"11BKm0j4eYoCPPpCONAVwA", "title":"Bloody Mary", "artist":"Lady Gaga", "danceability":0.591, "valence":0.432, "speechiness":0.03, "fres":92.2486331133, "vocabComplex":0.5136986301, "sentenceLength":146.0, "avgSyllable":2.5794392523, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMoney\n[Verse 1]\nLove is just a history that they may prove\nAnd when you're gone, I'll tell them my religion's you\nWhen Punktious comes to kill the king upon his throne\nI'm ready for their stones\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'll dance, dance, dance\nWith my hands, hands, hands\nAbove my head, head, head\nLike Jesus said\nI'm gonna dance, dance, dance\nWith my hands, hands, hands\nAbove my head, hands together\nForgive him before he's dead because\n[Chorus]\nI won't cry for you\nI won't crucify the things you do\nI won't cry for you, see (See)\nWhen you're gone, I'll still be Bloody Mary\n[Post-Chorus]\nLove", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2KtGiBi5CrX2ERPD2PAS34", "title":"Dancin' In The Country", "artist":"Tyler Hubbard", "danceability":0.657, "valence":0.532, "speechiness":0.0675, "fres":96.9325374233, "vocabComplex":0.4786729858, "sentenceLength":211.0, "avgSyllable":2.6094674556, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThem neon lights\nLook good on you, so good on you\nBut we ain't got\nNo room to move, no room to move\nWe need some space and I know a place\nOutside of town where it don't ever close down\nNo, we never close down\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah, we can two-step\nPut your boots on, baby, we can do that\nGirl, cut a little loose, you can move that\nMove that, aw, yeah\n[Chorus]\nI'll take you dancin' in the country, Levi's in them low beams\nSpin you in some red dirt, sweep you off of both feet\nOut here where the sun sets, Silverado backbeat\nYou'll never wanna go home and never wanna not be\nDancin' in the country\nDancin' in the country\n[Verse 2]\nYeah, it goes left, right, left\nYou makin' me wanna sway\nYou makin' me wanna play\nSome Alabama and Jackson\nGot you 'round my neck\nYou makin' me wanna stay\nYou makin' me wanna lay\nYou down here in the pasture", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2m6HgwjakjAXimujX8m4sk", "title":"Bleed", "artist":"The Kid LAROI", "danceability":0.566, "valence":0.669, "speechiness":0.0256, "fres":97.3513835052, "vocabComplex":0.4090909091, "sentenceLength":48.4, "avgSyllable":2.608040201, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nHow did your heart mend so easy?\nMine still bleeds (Ooh-ooh)\nHard to believe you don't need me\nAll those memories we made are burnin' in my brain\nAnd I'm stuck in yesterday, for me, it's still the same\nTell me how (Ooh-ooh)\nHow did your heart mend so easy?\nMine still bleeds\n[Verse 1]\nThe ghost of you still floats around my room\nIt lets me know that letting go's just not the same with you\nNow every night I lay here in this bed we made for two\nBut I'm sleepin' alone while you're out ther\u0435 with somebody in theirs\nOh, I hope that h\u0435 cares\nIn the way that I did, you abandoned me here\nI'm lost up in my head again, I'm caught inside myself\nYou promised that it wouldn't end\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut you let me, you let me down\n[Chorus]\nHow did your heart mend so easy?\nMine still bleeds (Ooh-ooh)\nHard to believe you don't need me\nAll those memories we made are burnin' in my brain\nAnd I'm stuck in yesterday, for me, it's still the same\nTell me how (Ooh-ooh)\nHow did your heart mend so easy?\nMine still bleeds", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4Dvkj6JhhA12EX05fT7y2e", "title":"As It Was", "artist":"Harry Styles", "danceability":0.52, "valence":0.662, "speechiness":0.0557, "fres":98.8427173913, "vocabComplex":0.4946808511, "sentenceLength":47.0, "avgSyllable":2.4133333333, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCome on, Harry, we wanna say goodnight to you\n[Verse 1]\nHoldin' me back\nGravity's holdin' me back\nI want you to hold out the palm of your hand\nWhy don't we leave it at that?\nNothin' to say\nWhen everything gets in the way\nSeems you cannot be replaced\nAnd I'm the one who will stay, oh-oh-oh\n[Chorus]\nIn this world, it's just us\nYou know it's not the same as it was\nIn this world, it's just us\nYou know it's not the same as it was\nAs it was, as it was\nYou know it's not the same\n[Verse 2]\nAnswer the phone\n\"Harry, you're no good alone\nWhy are you sitting at home on the floor?\nWhat kind of pills are you on?\"\nRingin' the bell\nAnd nobody's coming to help\nYour daddy lives by himself\nHe just wants to know that you're well, oh-oh-oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6kHYpEnDpMCyGu0E2PlWY1", "title":"All Alone", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.752, "valence":0.473, "speechiness":0.162, "fres":98.7006451613, "vocabComplex":0.2873563218, "sentenceLength":174.0, "avgSyllable":2.05, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, huh)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, brr)\nYeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)\nThat's why you tryna call my phone (That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)\nI know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)\nI'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone\n[Chorus]\nGot my racks up\nGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (Yeah)\nRackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (Woah)\nMy money's so long, it's for my grandson (Yes)\nI don't even have no \nfucking\n plans, son\nGot my racks up\nGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (Yeah)\nRackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (Woah)\nMy mon\u0435y's so long, it's for my grandson (Yes)\nI don't even hav\u0435 no fucking plans, son\n[Verse 1]\nI don't even know how I made it (Yeah, yeah)\nI was nervous, but I had patience (Yeah)\nI ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (Yeah)\nI don't even know how I made it (What?)\nFuckin' hoes like, \"Bye-bye, baby\" (Yeah)\nFuck me, you get Mercedes\nFuck me, you get Mercedes\nI like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood)\nI know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)\nI know I'm misunderstood (Yeah, fuck 'em)\nI know that you're all alone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4evLyY5Ue1Wesc61t2KXAU", "title":"Superman (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.533, "valence":0.356, "speechiness":0.0303, "fres":91.5586885865, "vocabComplex":0.4574898785, "sentenceLength":247.0, "avgSyllable":2.6467661692, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nTall, dark, and superman\nHe puts papers in his briefcase and drives away\nTo save the world or go to work\nIt's the same thing to me\nHe's got his mother's eyes, his father's ambition\nI wonder if he knows how much that I miss him\nI hang on every word you say\nAnd you smile and say, \"How are you?\u201d\nAnd I'll say, \"Just fine\"\nI always forget to tell you, \"I love you\"\nI love you forever\n[Chorus]\nI watch Superman fly away\nYou've got a busy day today\nGo save the world, I'll be around\nAnd I watch Superman fly away\nCome back, I'll be with you someday\nI'll be right here on the ground\nWhen you come back down\n[Verse 2]\nTall, dark and beautiful\nHe's complicated, he's irrational\nBut I hope someday you'll take me away, and save the day, yeah\nSomething in his deep brown eyes has me sayin'\nHe's not all bad like his reputation\nAnd I can't hear one single word they say\nAnd you'll leave, got places to be, and I'll be okay\nI always forget to tell you, \"I love you\"\nI loved you from the very first day", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7pBcryEKcUEaWHwAu1wUyP", "title":"Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana)", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.596, "valence":0.0988, "speechiness":0.227, "fres":95.7803189493, "vocabComplex":0.503164557, "sentenceLength":316.0, "avgSyllable":2.4661354582, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Intro]\nOkay, okay\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nYeah, Bandz\nLet's go\nI'm pimpin' these hoes, working that magic like I'm Don Juan, woah\n[Chorus]\nI got thick shit workin' that magic like I'm Don Juan\nTalkin' poles, I got that bat on me like Ken Griffey\nI'ma get vibe, he fly a hundred vibes one trip\nShe was hittin' like that, I called her back so I could make sure\n[Verse]\nGot that sniff on me, that white shit like I'm Tom Brady\nI'ma put a sports car on two wheels like it got hydraulics\nThe way I bet loose, it ain't nothing I had to stop from doing Molly \n(You must be hallucinatin')\nTwo hundred racks when I'm in Chanel get me in that mode (Let's go)\nI'm back in my bag again, I ain't even bought no clothes\nBam, check off, check, let's go\nPimpin' these hoes, workin' that magic like I'm Don\u2014, damn, uh, woah\nFifty thousand a profit on hoes, that's a bad week\nBust my AP down in arrows causing Richie Mill\nPlay with them birds and makin' you bleed just like her eyes\nServin' that dog, \nit'll make you scream on shit like Lil Jon\nFor this rappin' shit, I'm servin' shit like Paul Wall\nI can't fuck with them bitch gon' sign me like Prince Harry\nI'm flippin' Ferrari on my wrist cost more than a nigga house\nWhen I seen the plug you try to front me, I'm a cash out", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7bQRGSTZYc8qedKrW9FmYI", "title":"Empire Now", "artist":"Hozier", "danceability":0.448, "valence":0.368, "speechiness":0.0298, "fres":93.2640160183, "vocabComplex":0.3709677419, "sentenceLength":186.0, "avgSyllable":3.0641025641, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nSun comin' up\n on a dream come around\nOne hundred years from the empire now\nSun comin' up on a world that's easy now\nOne hundred years from, one hundred years from\nSun comin' up on a dream come around\nOne hundred years from the empire now\nSun comin' up on a world that's easy now\nOne hundred years from, one hundred years from\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAfter all, darlin', I wouldn't sell the world\nThe way that things are turnin'\nIf it falls, I would hold on for all it's worth\nThe future's so bright it's burnin'\n[Chorus]\nSun comin' up \non a dream come around\nOne hundred years from th\u0435 empire now\nSun comin' up on a world that's easy now\nOn\u0435 hundred years from, one hundred years from\n[Verse]\nThe \nmartyrs of our revolution\nTheir spinnin' caused the earth to shake\nThe problem brought its own solution\nThey power now the world we've made", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6dTA6y0C2ReQklntzZl8l3", "title":"The Story Of Us (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.515, "valence":0.57, "speechiness":0.0535, "fres":93.0947861711, "vocabComplex":0.6033519553, "sentenceLength":89.5, "avgSyllable":2.5694444444, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI used to think one day we'd tell the story of us\nHow we met and the sparks flew instantly\nAnd people would say, \"They\u2019re the lucky ones\"\nI used to know my place was the spot next to you\nNow I'm searchin' the room for an empty seat\n\u2019Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, a simple complication\nMiscommunications lead to fallout\nSo many things that I wish you knew\nSo many walls up, I can't break through\n[Chorus]\nNow I'm standin' alone in a crowded room\nAnd we're not speakin'\nAnd I\u2019m dyin\u2019 to know, is it killin' you\nLike it\u2019s killin' me? Yeah\nI don't know what to say since th\u0435 twist of fate\nWhen it all broke down\nAnd th\u0435 story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now\n[Post-Chorus]\nNext chapter", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4w9lk0Nyj7kuDxlL5PZVlv", "title":"I Wrote The Book", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.682, "valence":0.788, "speechiness":0.0414, "fres":98.7798553719, "vocabComplex":0.2993039443, "sentenceLength":431.0, "avgSyllable":2.8042895442, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen it comes to hitchin' the boat up\nBackin' down the ramp in my old truck\nTo find a bunch of logs\nTo catch a bunch of hogs\nYeah, I wrote the book\nYeah, I wrote the book\n[Verse 2]\nIf you wanna learn to throw a curve right\nTo catch a clean up lookin' on a third strike\nTalk a little smack while he's walkin' back\nYeah, I wrote the book\n[Chorus]\nBut there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand\nOne that says don't cuss and don't fight\nOr let the bottle turn you into a different man\nBut damn if I don't do it every Friday night\nThose get you into Heaven letters in red\nAin't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line\nI'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say\nThat's one book I didn't write\n[Verse 3]\nI met a good girl she had her life straight\nShe said she loved that I was good at everythin'\nOne day she left me in a cloud of dust\n'Cause I never was too good at pickin' up\n[Chorus]\nThe one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand\nThe one that says don't cuss and don't fight\nOr let the bottle turn you into a different man\nBut damn if I don't do it every Friday night\nThose get you into Heaven letters in red\nAin't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line\nI'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say\nThat's one book I didn't write\n[Bridge]\nYeah, the good Lord knows I need it\nI didn't write it but I probably oughta read it\n[Chorus]\nThe one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand\nOne that says don't cuss and don't fight\nOr let the bottle turn you into a different man\nBut damn if I don't do it every Friday night\nThose get you into Heaven letters in red\nAin't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line\nI'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say\nThat's one book I didn't write\nThat's one book I didn't write\nThat's one book I didn't write", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"38R5sydMbsBzSPGPMfmtpb", "title":"Mr. Take Ya B*tch", "artist":"Lil Mabu & chriseanrock", "danceability":0.707, "valence":0.322, "speechiness":0.258, "fres":98.5522745227, "vocabComplex":0.4030418251, "sentenceLength":131.5, "avgSyllable":1.9452736318, "lyrics":"[Intro: Chriseanrock]\nHa, I don't really do this diss shit, but, damn\nYeah, haha\nMabu, what the fuck?\n[Chorus: Lil Mabu & \nChriseanrock\n]\nLike, I'm\u2005Mr.\u2005Take Ya Bitch\u2005(Bitch)\nTake her for a trip (Trip)\nFly\u2005her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, \nHaha\n)\nYes, I took his lady (Lady)\nI like blue faces so I took his baby\n[Verse 1: Chriseanrock]\nFuck Blueface, I had to find a new bae\nYeah, 'ight, with Mabu, fuck what you say (Fuck what you say)\nI might put it in his face, 'cause he wanna taste (Sheesh)\nThis that newborn pussy, make my water break (Hah)\nOnly thing that's broke is my fuckin' water (Water)\nGave birth to my kid, but I hate his father (His father)\nI used to fuck with blues, now I fuck with ones\nOnly fuck with white boy's that be totin' guns\n[Chorus: Lil Mabu & \nChriseanrock\n]\nI'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch)\nTake her for a trip (Trip)\nFly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, \nHaha\n)\nYes, I took his lady (Lady)\nI like blue faces so I took his baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3sDdyBHQ60Cs1opmIyRvhp", "title":"Happy Holiday \/ The Holiday Season", "artist":"Andy Williams", "danceability":0.505, "valence":0.744, "speechiness":0.0329, "fres":86.6049032258, "vocabComplex":0.4938271605, "sentenceLength":27.0, "avgSyllable":2.8854961832, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nHappy holiday\nHappy holiday\nWhile the merry bells keep ringing\nHappy holidays to you!\n[Verse 1]\nIt's the holiday season\nAnd Santa Claus is coming 'round\nThe Christmas snow is white on the ground\nWhen ol' Santa gets into town\nHe'll be coming down the chimney, down!\n(He'll be coming down the chimney, down!)\n[Verse 2]\nIt's the holiday season\nAnd Santa Claus has got a toy\nFor every good girl and good little boy\nSanta's a great big bundle of joy\nWhen he's coming down the chimney, down!\n(When he's coming down the chimney, down!)\n[Verse 3]\nHe'll have a big fat pack upon his back\nAnd lots of goodies for you and for me\nSo leave a peppermint stick for old St. Nick\nHanging on the Christmas tree!", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3S2R0EVwBSAVMd5UMgKTL0", "title":"Thriller", "artist":"Michael Jackson", "danceability":0.773, "valence":0.813, "speechiness":0.0747, "fres":91.4974173913, "vocabComplex":0.6242424242, "sentenceLength":165.0, "avgSyllable":3.0, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's close to midnight\nAnd something evil's lurking in the dark\nUnder the moonlight\nYou see a sight that almost stops your heart\nYou try to scream\nBut terror takes the sound before you make it\nYou start to freeze\nAs horror looks you right between the eyes\nYou're paralyzed\n[Chorus]\n'Cause this is thriller, thriller night\nAnd no one's gonna save you\nFrom the beast about to strike\nYou know it's thriller, thriller night\nYou're fighting for your life inside a killer\nThriller tonight, yeah\nOoh\n[Verse 2]\nYou hear the door slam\nAnd realize there's nowhere left to run\nYou feel the cold hand\nAnd wonder if you'll ever see the sun\nYou close your eyes\nAnd hope that this is just imagination (Girl)\nBut all the while\nYou hear a creature creepin\u2019 up behind\nYou're out of time", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2f0GI2ZLUtbGqFx8t2Gk6A", "title":"I Know Places (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.575, "valence":0.68, "speechiness":0.0465, "fres":88.6042163355, "vocabComplex":0.5384615385, "sentenceLength":195.0, "avgSyllable":2.582278481, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI-I-I-I, I-I-I-I\nI-I-I-I, I-I-I-I\nI-I-I-I, I-I-I-I, I-I (I, I)\n[Verse 1]\nYou stand with your hand on my waistline\nIt's a scene and we're out here in plain sight\nI can hear them whisper as we pass by\nIt's a bad sign, bad sign\nSomethin' happens when everybody finds out\nSee the vultures circlin', dark clouds\nLove's a fragile little flame, it could burn out\nIt could burn out\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns\nThey are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run\n[Chorus]\nBaby, I know places we won't be found\nAnd they'll be chasing their tails tryin' to track us down\n'Cause I, I know places we can hide\nI know places, I know places\n[Verse 2]\nLights flash and we'll run for the fences\nLet them say what they want, we won't hear it\nLoose lips sink ships all the damn time\nNot this time", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4aSRUXfKuBbmje0eXNukuL", "title":"It Matters To Her", "artist":"Scotty McCreery", "danceability":0.516, "valence":0.482, "speechiness":0.0333, "fres":104.984373913, "vocabComplex":0.4606060606, "sentenceLength":165.0, "avgSyllable":2.5944055944, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen you say I love you\nBefore you hang up the phone\nWhen you buy her favorite wine\nOn your way home\nWhen you kiss her in the kitchen\nWhen you kiss her on the street\nWhen you kiss her when she\u2019s still asleep\n[Chorus]\nIt matters to her\nIt stays on her mind\nWhen you put her first\nEvery single time\nWhen you think she don\u2019t see\nWhen you think she don\u2019t care\nWhen you think she don\u2019t notice\nWhat you\u2019re doing there\nEvery littl\u0435 look\nEvery single word\nOh it matters to h\u0435r\n[Verse 2]\nWhen you pull her in close\nWhen she\u2019s had a bad day\nWhen you shut up and listen\nTo what she has to say\nWhen you tell her she\u2019s stronger\nThan the storm blowing in\nWhen you\u2019re there when she just needs a friend", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6uTPdRrEDeH8Fyg5L5qmeU", "title":"Never Lose Me", "artist":"Flo Milli", "danceability":0.781, "valence":0.0743, "speechiness":0.0969, "fres":99.1897272727, "vocabComplex":0.3223350254, "sentenceLength":197.0, "avgSyllable":2.2483660131, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nNever had a bitch like me in your life\nYou ain't never had a bitch like me in your life, uh\nNever had a bitch like me in your life\nYou ain't never had a bitch like me in your life (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nHe speed in the Wraith while his hand on my coochie (Yeah)\nHe touchin' Emilio Pucci (Uh)\nDoin' good, bitch, I'm gucci (I'm good)\nFly to Asia, he feedin' me sushi (Ooh)\nWhen we fuckin', it feel like a movie\nRaw bitch, ain't never been a groupie\nStiff on a ho, I like my nigga bougie (Yeah)\nTell me you don't nev\u0435r wanna lose me\n[Chorus]\nTell m\u0435 you don't never wanna lose me\nTell me you don't never wanna lose me\nTell me you don't never wanna lose me\nTell me you don't never wanna lose me\nTell me you don't never wanna lose me\nTell me you don't never wanna lose me (Lose me)\nTell me you don't never\u2014\n[Verse 2]\nKeep me a Haitian, I love me a Zoe\nI've been thinkin' 'bout you on the road\nWe havin' rich sex on a boat\nHe hit it back to back like it's dope (Like it's dope)\nHow you gon' prove you could treat me right?\nYou stole my heart like a thief in the night\nYeah, he my man, he was never your type\nIf you try me, ho, it's on sight\nHe totin' the Uzi, but he actin' real bougie (Bougie, yeah)\nI like to fight over dick, ho, don't get hit with the two-piece (Two-piece)\nYou know you can call if you need me\nTell me you ain't never ever leavin' (No)\nWhen I suck it, I look in your eyes (Yeah)\nYou better fuck me like you mean it (Fuck me like you mean it)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4dtIxANFBU6CfhI9c2hf2g", "title":"Coal", "artist":"Dylan Gossett", "danceability":0.522, "valence":0.439, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":93.9763042849, "vocabComplex":0.6492146597, "sentenceLength":95.5, "avgSyllable":2.6341463415, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell, I remember what you told me\nSaid drinkin' was unholy\nSo, Lord, can You point me\u2005to\u2005the creek\nAnd I\u2005still keep it with me\nTucked under\u2005all the memories\nYour voice echoin' throughout those trees\n[Verse 2]\nAnd through unfavored weather\nAnd holes in the leather\nThese boots still covered in tar\nWell, I'm still prayin' to the heavens\nAnd hopin' for them sevens\nBut hope only gets a man so far when\n[Chorus]\nThis game of life plays heavy on my heart and\nLove is tough, but lon\u0435liness is twice as hard and\nI'll carry that 'bout ev\u0435rywhere I go\nAnd they say pressure makes diamonds, how the hell am I still coal?\n[Verse 3]\nNow I've seen Heaven without dyin'\nMet the Devil without tryin'\nAnd they both seem to wanna talk to me\nBut I'm all outta luck now\nAnd my dreams aren't worth a buck\nHow it's tough tryin' to land on my feet when", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0eBFgRxyVSeuT4iyrbukdn", "title":"Where The Wild Things Are", "artist":"Luke Combs", "danceability":0.708, "valence":0.379, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":92.8555797733, "vocabComplex":0.5954545455, "sentenceLength":220.0, "avgSyllable":2.8958333333, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMy big brother rode an \nIndian Scout\nIt was black like his jacket\nAmerican Spirit hangin' outta\u2005his\u2005mouth\nJust like our\u2005daddy\nHe kick-started that bike one night\u2005and broke mama's heart\nHe pointed that headlight West\n, \nout where the wild things are\n[Verse 2]\nHe'd call me up every couple of weeks\nFrom South California\nTalk about the desert and the \nJoshua Tree\nAnd his pretty girl stories\nAnd how he bought an \nAirstream trailer\n and a \nJ-45 guitar\nSaid, \"Little brother, you'd love it out here, out where the wild things are\"\n[Chorus]\nOh, oh-oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams\nOh, oh-oh, \nthe nights ignite like gasoline\nAnd light up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark\nOut where the wild things are\n[Verse 3]\nI called my brother from the back of that plane\nThe second I made it\nWe started drinkin' on the strip in L.A\nAnd then it got crazy\nEnded up at a house in the hills with some Hollywood stars\nKissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool, out where the wild things are\n(Oh, yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4M68xjcc42oxyphhzpOWXS", "title":"Great Gatsby", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.67, "valence":0.16, "speechiness":0.0908, "fres":96.7481797753, "vocabComplex":0.5125786164, "sentenceLength":106.0, "avgSyllable":2.5735294118, "lyrics":"[Intro: Geo Vocals]\n(\nPipe that shit up, TnT\n)\nI tell myself, \"It'll be alright\"\nNow it's 3 A.M. and I still got no reply\nBut I spend my nights alone\n(\nTrill got that juice, nigga\n)\nBy myself, just another lonely day\nDo I need help, because this ache won't go away?\nThese shadows on my wall, my only curtain call\nThe crowd goes silent now\nWaiting for you\n[Verse]\nWhere you at right now? Let me pull up and let's talk about it\nI finally got some time alone and I thought about it\nI swear to God your love is war, it's so much I can take\nI been thuggin' for so long, bae, give me a break\nLate nights, I reminisce about you, it's hard to forget about you\nI swear I can't live with you, but I can't live without you\nJump off a plane on an island and I'm here without you\nAin't left my hotel in three days, I feel sick without you, sick without you\nMy stomach do this turning, I feel sick without you\nMy closest friend my worst enemy\nI'm not okay when we apart, but I pretend to be, I\n[Chorus]\nI threw the party of the century\nAnd people came over, no one left sober\nAnd it was all for you\nIt was all for you\nI been under this rock for so long\n, don't let the world in\nClose the door, don't let the world in\nLet's go and hide in again\nRekindle our flame and light my fire again\nOh, come light my fire again", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2fB5YRuD88drKpCXQOAk03", "title":"Love On", "artist":"Selena Gomez", "danceability":0.756, "valence":0.524, "speechiness":0.0368, "fres":94.5598809524, "vocabComplex":0.5544041451, "sentenceLength":64.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.3034482759, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nQu'est-ce que je vais te nommer?\nJe vais te nommer, \"L'amour\"\n\"L'amour tendre\"\n[Chorus]\nWait 'til I turn my love on\nWait 'til, wait 'til\nWait 'til I turn my love on\nI'm no cheap thrill\nI'm a rollercoaster ride, baby, jump on\nCome on, come on\n'Cause, baby, if you can't tell ('Cause, baby, if you can't tell)\nYou're what I wanna love on, oh\n[Verse 1]\nThis doesn't have to be some sort of mathematical equation\nSlip off your jeans, slide in the sheets\nScreaming \"Yes!\" in quotations\nClock in, baby, get to work\nNight shift, but with all the perks\nTimestampin' when you fell in lov\u0435\nTime can't mess with us\n[Pre-Chorus]\n(Ooh)\nIf you think about fallin'\nGot you cover\u0435d like garments\n(Ooh)\nI deserve an applause for\nKeeping you up late 'til you can't see straight, just wait, woo", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1hjRhYpWyqDpPahmSlUTlc", "title":"Style (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.575, "valence":0.292, "speechiness":0.038, "fres":99.9678783505, "vocabComplex":0.5299145299, "sentenceLength":234.0, "avgSyllable":2.41, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMidnight\nYou come and pick me up, no headlights\nLong drive\nCould end in burnin' flames or paradise\nFade into view, oh\nIt's been a while since I have even heard from you\n(Heard from you)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI should just tell you to leave 'cause I\nKnow exactly where it leads, but I\nWatch us go 'round and 'round each time\n[Chorus]\nYou got that James Dean daydream look in your eye\nAnd I got that red lip classic thing that you like\nAnd when we go crashin' down, we come back every time\n'Cause we n\u0435ver go out of style, we n\u0435ver go out of style\nYou got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt\nAnd I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt\nAnd when we go crashin' down, we come back every time\n'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style\n[Verse 2]\nSo it goes\nHe can't keep his wild eyes on the road, mm\nTakes me home\nLights are off, he's taking off his coat, oh, yeah\nI say, \"I heard, oh\nThat you've been out and about with some other girl\"\nSome other girl", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6pRRHgDjfIGhTUCGlHX2p8", "title":"Boys Of Faith", "artist":"Zach Bryan Featuring Bon Iver", "danceability":0.302, "valence":0.159, "speechiness":0.063, "fres":96.5041224832, "vocabComplex":0.472972973, "sentenceLength":222.0, "avgSyllable":2.5966850829, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Zach Bryan & Justin Vernon]\nHigh tide, it's been risin' up\nI've been gettin' up with some boys I used to\u2005know\nWe're\u2005tryin' to get\u2005our pockets up\nThis year has just\u2005been movin' fuckin' slow\n[Verse 1: Zach Bryan & Justin Vernon]\nYou were comin' out to Pineville, it was freezin' cold\nI'm gettin' old by the day\nYou said it gave your heart somethin' to believe in\n'Cause boys like us fade away\n[Pre-Chorus: Zach Bryan & Justin Vernon]\nBut you stuck around when I was down\nAnd I'll owe you all my days\nThem boys of faith\nThem boys of faith\n[Chorus: Zach Bryan & Justin Vernon]\nHigh tide, it's been risin' up\nI've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know\nWe're tryin' to get our pockets up\nThis year has just been movin' fuckin' slow\n[Verse 2: Zach Bryan & Justin Vernon]\nYou were takin' photos of me in Kentucky\nSayin' we were lucky for the light\nWho'da thought those things would find a billboard\nWay out in New York at night", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Rweq7vNjK4kZBbGrmxQsl", "title":"Bye", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.638, "valence":0.51, "speechiness":0.028, "fres":101.4989655172, "vocabComplex":0.4740740741, "sentenceLength":45.0, "avgSyllable":2.25, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBye-bye\nBoy, bye, hmm\nHmm\nBye-bye\nBoy, bye\nIt's over, it's over, oh, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nThis ain't the first time I've been hostage to these tears\nI can't believe I'm finally movin' through my fears\nAt least, I know how hard we tried, both you and me\nDidn't we? Didn't we?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo I grab my stuff\nCourtney just pulled up in the driveway\nIt's time\n[Chorus]\nBye-bye\nBoy, bye\nBye-bye\nIt's over, it's over, oh, yeah\nBye-bye\nI'm takin' what's mine, yeah\nBye-bye\nIt's over, it's over, oh, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"04WxWo7XeVyx22xEsrWRUb", "title":"God's Country", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.624, "valence":0.138, "speechiness":0.0358, "fres":106.7252228215, "vocabComplex":0.3198924731, "sentenceLength":186.0, "avgSyllable":1.6080586081, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nLa, la, la, la\n)\n(\nLa, la, la, la\n)\n(\nLa, la, la, la\n)\n \n(Watchin' in)\n(La, la, la, la)\nOnly\u2005one\u2005they watching in,\u2005yeah\n \n(La, la, la, la)\n(\nLa, la,\u2005la, la\n)\nIt ain't up to you no more (More)\n(\nLa, la, la, la\n)\n(\nLa, la, la, la\n)\nGod Country, this is war\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\n(\nLa, la, la\n)\n(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\n(\nLa, la, la\n)\n[Verse]\nWakin' up, I see the light\nI been drunk and it's alright\nI took the drive to clear my mental (Mental)\nWould tint the whip, but it's a bike\nIt's demon time, I got it on me (On me)\nMight earn a teardrop overnight\nWear Louis shades to block my psyche (Psyche)\nIt's hot as hell, but where the ice?\nYou in God's Country, not in Montgomery\nGo Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy\nThe card black and you know it got a sky limit\nI make a mill' every\u2014, you decide, choice is yours (Yeah)\n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nThe butterfly reflect the doors (Yeah)\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nI hit the gas and metamorph\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nCouldn't get this shit off credit score\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nHunnid thousand pack the fans\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nGot 'em jumpin' with no hands\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nNeed more spaces where we jam\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nIn God's Country wit' the fam'\n \n(\nLa, la, la\n)\nYeah, woah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"51hyZpbJlIgZIaX3TtMxmu", "title":"Run For The Hills", "artist":"Tate McRae", "danceability":0.544, "valence":0.233, "speechiness":0.0941, "fres":95.5564977264, "vocabComplex":0.4532374101, "sentenceLength":278.0, "avgSyllable":2.2596153846, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHotels, late nights, hands through my hair\nLong talks, red eyes, clothes everywhere\nMissin' a moment when you're still there\nYou got a thing you can't find nowhere\n(Yeah, yeah)\nKissin', screamin', straight back to war\nI'm walkin' out until I lock the door\nMaybe the danger's covered by the thrill\n'Cause I know I should be runnin' for the hills\n[Chorus]\nThe way you touch me\nStraight to the heart, yeah, it cuts me\n'Cause I know deep down that it's\nNever gon' ever be us, uh-uh-uh\nN\u0435ver gon' ever b\u0435 more than just something that's fuckin' me up\nDon't tease me (Huh, huh)\nAnd keep me around (Ah, ah) like it's easy (Huh, huh)\nWhen you know deep down that it's (Huh, huh)\nNever gon' ever be us (Huh, huh), uh-uh-uh (Huh, huh)\nNever gon' ever be more (Huh, huh) than just something that's fuckin' me up (Huh)\n[Verse 2]\nI know that when it's all done\nI'll hate you bad in the long run, but\nSomehow, it never ends\nMy heel's on the edge of your bed again, yeah\nI get obsessive with you\nAll that I want is attention from you\nBreak into my life and break all my rules, it's true", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"72kGuWpRiuA149Bn5lDkIO", "title":"We Ride", "artist":"Bryan Martin", "danceability":0.62, "valence":0.591, "speechiness":0.0251, "fres":85.8792857143, "vocabComplex":0.4905660377, "sentenceLength":265.0, "avgSyllable":2.5277777778, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nWell, I've been known to write a few songs\nLovin' and leavin' and gettin' too stoned\nBottle and a pistol by my side\nThe devil's always along for the ride\n[Verse 1]\nWe ride down to the creek by the water\nI've been baptized by the preacher's daughter\nLucky for me, no, he never caught us, oh\nOh, we ride to the bar by the levee\n'85 jacked-up, square-body Chevy\nBlanket in the back when it gets hot and heavy, oh\nOh, we rid\u0435\nPedal to the floorboard, she b\u0435ggin' for more\nSippin' on apple pie moonshine\nAnd I'll be gone by the mornin' light\n[Chorus]\nYeah, 'cause I've been known to write a few songs\nLovin' and leavin' and gettin' too stoned\nBottle and a pistol by my side\nThe devil's always along for the ride\n[Verse 2]\nWe ride across state lines\nRubbin' two nickels just tryin' to make a dime\nHard to make a livin' while the gas is so high\nOh, we ride\nLike a Harley on a two-lane, Palomino crossplane\nDrop her down to four-wheel drive on a Friday night\nCrackin' open a cold Bud Light\nOh, we ride\nPushin' through the hard love, lookin' for my give-a-fuck\nNeedle peggin' ninety-five, but that's alright\n'Cause I'm runnin' every red light", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0WCJSIy75ZVxqY51ce0enc", "title":"Pluto To Mars", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.807, "valence":0.761, "speechiness":0.0771, "fres":96.7944507576, "vocabComplex":0.289183223, "sentenceLength":64.7142857143, "avgSyllable":1.799382716, "lyrics":"[Pre-Chorus]\nI done came out with a hundred grand large, yeah (I done came out with a hundred)\nI got a ten-car garage, yeah (I got a ten-car garage, woo, woo)\nThey thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (Thought that I wouldn't make it far, woo, woo, woo, woo)\nMama, I did it, a star, yeah (Mama, for you, yeah, I did it, woo, woo, woo, woo)\nYellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (Look like a Simpson, woo, woo, woo, woo)\nBackyard so big like a park, yeah\n (I ain't kiddin', woo, woo)\nMade it from Pluto to Mars (It's Lil Uzi Vert)\n[Chorus]\nIf the lights go off (Yeah), baby, would you ever change?\n (Change)\nI was never on my high horse from the fame (Ayy, fame, yeah)\nI could nev\u0435r get mistaken for a lame (Ayy, y\u0435ah, yeah, 'ken for a lame, yeah)\nYou know I love it every time she calls my name (Ayy, yeah, she calls my name, yeah)\nIf the lights go off (Ayy), baby, would you ever change?\n (Change)\nI was never on my high horse from the fame (From the fame, no)\nI could never get mistaken for a lame (Yeah, ayy, 'ken for a lame, what?)\nYou know I love it every time she calls my name (Huh? My name, ayy, ayy)\n[Verse 1]\nI could break down the flow on the beat now (Yes)\nI could break down your ho into threes now (Yeah, yeah)\nSaid my paper so old it got senile (Yeah, huh?)\nI done pulled up with a forty, ayy\n (Yeah, yeah)\nI get that \nforty\n, my \nwoadie\n, ayy (My woadie)\nI gotta go do some shows (Shows)\nI met some different girls all on the road (What? Ayy)\nYeah, you know how this life goes (Yeah, ayy, ayy)\nI can tell that these niggas, they all frauds (Ayy, ayy)\nAll of these niggas, they tryna sabotage (Ayy, ayy)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2rjv9fXzpZDbB6lEeIoB3l", "title":"Rodeo Dr", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.8, "valence":0.334, "speechiness":0.216, "fres":92.1525735294, "vocabComplex":0.4623115578, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":2.2225806452, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nAnd I'm right back on Rodeo\nStill got some boys on the payroll\nYou niggas still sippin' Karo\n (Yeah)\nShe with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (Yeah)\nHelpin' the P out, so bring me them narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (Yeah)\nOJ\n (Yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow\nI'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (Yeah)\nCount up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto, you know that was always the motto (Yeah)\nIf a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow\n[Verse 1]\nTold my lil' brother we pullin' up spankin' these niggas that thinkin' we hoes\nDon't do no explainin', don't know what you thinkin', but you help a young nigga grow\nYou add up th\u0435 ten rings on both of my fingers, I paid like six hundr\u0435d or more (Yeah)\nGave out so many bands and bought so many bangers, you ask and the real niggas know\nI been puttin' that shit on, showin' these boys how to dress and get fresh and pull up with the hoes (Yeah)\nDon't care 'bout no nigga been sendin' me threats, on the West, I get love from the Locs (Yeah)\nLet me turn back around and go back to a cell for a nigga with internet jokes (Yeah)\nFuck this shit, I'm still doin' it for Jeff and Lil Keed and you know it's R.I.P. to the Pope (Yeah)\nAnd my heart covered in Chrome, damn, they just now rockin' Chrome\nGunna back up early morn', bad bitches passin' me robes (Yeah)\nHalf you lil' spenders been doin' it wrong, I never talk on the phone (Nah)\nHe a clout chaser, they wanna be known, mad that we didn't put 'em on (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6dpLxbF7lfCAnC9QRTjNLK", "title":"Home", "artist":"Good Neighbours", "danceability":0.583, "valence":0.134, "speechiness":0.0298, "fres":99.5219989396, "vocabComplex":0.3981481481, "sentenceLength":30.8571428571, "avgSyllable":2.4093567251, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's a light relief from a bad habit\nIt's my mother's cookin' when I can't have it\nIt's the last train home from the day trippin'\nIt's the place I know when I start slippin'\n[Chorus]\nDarling, won't you take me home?\nSend me shivers somewhere I used to go\nWrap my name across your mouth\nWhen I let my feelings down\nDarling, won't you take me home?\nYeah, won't you take me\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh\n[Verse 2]\nTell me, does your mother know? Oh\nI still love you, head to toe, yeah\nLike the back of my car on a sunny day\nYou're the song on the radio I never play\nYou're the words in my soul that I wanna say, yeah, I wanna say\nSo won't you make me stay?\n[Chorus]\nWon't you take me home?\nSend me shivers somewhere I used to go\nWrap my name across your mouth\nWhen I let my feelings down\nDarling, won't you take me home?\nYeah, won't you take me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7dJYggqjKo71KI9sLzqCs8", "title":"Agora Hills", "artist":"Doja Cat", "danceability":0.75, "valence":0.392, "speechiness":0.097, "fres":103.3794871795, "vocabComplex":0.2654320988, "sentenceLength":162.0, "avgSyllable":1.8611111111, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOoh\nYeah, yeah\n[Chorus]\nKissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)\nWhether they like or not (Not)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna brag about it (Yeah)\nI wanna tie the knot (Knot)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\n[Post-Chorus]\nI wanna show you (Off)\nYeah, yeah\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you (Yeah)\nYeah, yeah\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you off (Off)\nI wanna show you\n[Refrain]\nHold my hand\nYou can hit while they watch, boy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0cVyQfDyRnMJ0V3rjjdlU3", "title":"Lil Boo Thang", "artist":"Paul Russell", "danceability":0.85, "valence":0.915, "speechiness":0.0776, "fres":103.1702470588, "vocabComplex":0.4212454212, "sentenceLength":136.5, "avgSyllable":2.1634615385, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLook, let me tell you (Girl)\n[Chorus]\nYou my lil' boo thang\nSo I don't give a hoot what your dude say, girl, I know\nYou a lil' too tame\nI'll be shootin' that shot like 2K, girl, I know\nTell 'em I'm, tell 'em I'm next\nTell 'em you found a lil' somethin' too fresh, I know\nTell 'em I'm, tell 'em I'm next\nTell 'em you found a lil' somethin' too fresh, I know\n[Verse]\nPut a lil' gold in the teeth\nAnd the fit good, so I took the doors off the Jeep, okay\nI see a brother holdin' your seat, no beef\nBut I'm tryna get to know you at least\nDon't take my talkin' to you wrong\nI can keep it chill like a sauvignon blanc\nI'ma keep it real when your man long gone\nIf you're lookin' for a friend, then you got th\u0435 wrong song\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBaby girl, what's good, what's with ya?\nIf you booked tonight, that's fiction\nI'm outside, no pictures\nYou want m\u0435, go figure\nTo the back, to the front\nYou a ten, baby girl, but I'm the one (Hey)\nTo the back, to the front\nYou a ten, baby girl, but I'm the one (One)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6et5HwX6nTYddg7hDGAxug", "title":"One Call", "artist":"Rich Amiri", "danceability":0.65, "valence":0.253, "speechiness":0.0561, "fres":89.1315551839, "vocabComplex":0.4463087248, "sentenceLength":298.0, "avgSyllable":2.3220338983, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI don't trust a soul, I don't trust nobody\nThrew up off some pills, I don't trust my own body\nYou would take her shoppin', you took her to Chrome probably\nIt only took me one call, got the dome out of her\nJust hit this ho, her boyfriend book me for a show, ah\nI'm rockin' white and gold, it look like I got mob ties\nWater comin' in and out, it never was a drought\nFuck the opposition, hit they strip then air it out\n[Verse]\nPay attention (Pay attention), pay attention (Pay attention)\nPay attention, finna show you how to get it (Show you how to get it)\nFirst you make a hundred movin', whippin' chickens (Whippin' chickens)\nThen you stay down, stack your racks, don't ever spend 'em (Stack your racks)\nForgiatos, Panoramas smooth spinnin'\nExtra green up in my pocket look like spinach\nI put gold all in my mouth, I hate th\u0435 dentist\nGon' pour two more lines th\u0435n I'm finished\nI said, \"Better late than never, better late than never\"\nYeah, better late than never, better late than never\nI said, \"Better late than never, better late than never\"\nYeah, better late than never, better late than never\nYeah, I call my black bitch \"Wet Throat\"\nShe ain't pop it out, I left her at the Loews\nThey won't get up out my way, I run 'em over", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Q33JSvyx8OTTwafwCNVl8", "title":"Put Em On Ice", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.763, "valence":0.0864, "speechiness":0.114, "fres":88.6247235023, "vocabComplex":0.5394190871, "sentenceLength":241.0, "avgSyllable":2.46, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nThe Melody\n)\n(\nDJ on the beat, so it's a banger\n)\n[Verse 1]\nChanel or Cha-ne'-ne', whatever you call it\nWhenever you poppin', don't matter who bought it\nPrada wristband with the chip, my new wallet\nFresh out the creek, I'm discreet, I'm too solid\nCharge up the G-Wagen, new electronic\nDeep in religion, might get back demonic\nGo ask promoters, \nI picked up six hundred\nFour hundred more, one million, Gillie, he saw it\nSix-carat stones, GIA, I went flawless\nI had to flush with the top off the toilet\nFendi Baguette bag thirty-two hundred\nDealin' with jet lag, pass me a water\nSheets in the county, go run up a quarter\nBrodie did that just to bonus his lawyer\nShe sent me the heart eyes, I tried to ignore her\nLeft her on read, let her know she a choice\n[Chorus]\nPut 'em on ice, he play\nPut her on ice, she play\nPut on my ice, I'm safe\nMy lil' brother, he carry a Drac'\nAnd I told him ain't nobody safe\nAnd I told him ain't nobody safe\nAnd I told him ain't nobody safe\nAnd I told him ain't nobody safe", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"52eIcoLUM25zbQupAZYoFh", "title":"Redrum", "artist":"21 Savage", "danceability":0.624, "valence":0.246, "speechiness":0.0481, "fres":91.6902700078, "vocabComplex":0.4009779951, "sentenceLength":102.25, "avgSyllable":1.5827586207, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCai, a noite sobre o nosso amor\nCai, e agora s\u00f3 restou do amor\nUma palavra: Adeus\nWoah, woah, woah\n[Chorus]\nWant it all, I won't leave a breadcrumb\nBitch, what? I thought a nigga said somethin\u2019\nThought a nigga said somethin'\nG Block, all we know is redrum\nRedrum, redrum, redrum, redrum\nG Block, all we know is redrum\nRedrum, redrum, redrum, redrum\nNigga, all we know is\u2014 (Redrum)\n[Verse 1]\nRidin' in the back, it\u2019s a May' (It's a May')\nThirty-two shots in the K (In the K)\nMarathon, I really run the A (Run the A)\nSay you touched me, how, Sway? (How, Sway?)\nGraveyard, that's where the opps stay (Opps stay)\nHypnotize, they do what I say (What I say)\n21, niggas don't play (Don't play)\nMy Glock Gen5 said hey (Said hey)\nTake my chopp\u0435r everywher\u0435, that's bae (That\u2019s bae)\nGet yo\u2019 ass out the car, you givin' Tre (Givin\u2019 Tre)\nWe been spinnin' through they hood all day (All day)\nNiggas say they outside, okay, okay\nI can't let a bitch play me, no way (No way)\nYou a duck if you believe what hoes say (What hoes say)\nShe got way more bodies than my old K (Old K)\nMy lil' brother beat his body, OJ (OJ)\nNiggas talkin\u2019 'bout they lit, I'm La Flame (Pussy)\nThat lil' boy a mascot, he ain't gang (Pussy)\nWatch a half a million dollars and it's plain (Pussy)\nI don't go through TSA to get on planes (Pussy)\nYou get pussy without head, then you lame (Pussy)\nShe knew I was leavin' 'fore I even came (Pussy)\nTwo revolvers on my waist, John Wayne (Pussy)\nSmack niggas, then I get on Live and sing (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3sYBFUXTv0STUoUINx9Qe8", "title":"Watermelon Moonshine", "artist":"Lainey Wilson", "danceability":0.739, "valence":0.649, "speechiness":0.0282, "fres":92.1343581395, "vocabComplex":0.6331658291, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":3.0056497175, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt was right after senior year\nJust before the summer disappeared\nWe went a-ridin' them old farm ruts\nHangin' out on the gate of his truck\nWe threw a blanket 'neath the sunset\nBein' brave as eighteen gets\nWe gave each other more than our hearts\nWith the help of a mason jar\n[Chorus]\nDrinkin' watermelon moonshine\nCut the burn with a little lime\nParkin' back in them kudzu vines\nI was his and every bit of that boy was min\u0435\nToo young to know what love was\nBut we wer\u0435 learnin' on a sweet buzz\nThere's never nothin' like the first time\nAnd mine's always gonna taste like\nWatermelon moonshine\n[Verse 2]\nI don't remember where we got it from\nI just remember feelin' all grown up\nTakin' pulls like it ain't no thing\nNever told him it was my first drink\nBut I told him that he was the one\nYou're so sure when you're that young\nYou think you got it all figured out\nAnd now I laugh when I think about", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"11pn4LFXCIXyprWQk8RSlM", "title":"Crush Em", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.613, "valence":0.336, "speechiness":0.299, "fres":106.0201105651, "vocabComplex":0.3064516129, "sentenceLength":124.0, "avgSyllable":2.1194029851, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCrush 'em, crush 'em\nCrush 'em, crush 'em\nCrush 'em, crush 'em\nCrush 'em, crush 'em\nAh\nFuck it, fuck it\n[Refrain]\nSwervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage\nAll of these diamonds on top of my watch, this bitch ain't got no face\nI told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me, \"No way\"\nShe turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age (Huh?)\nShe told me that she really love me, not worried 'bout knots\n, I look at her, \"Okay\" (Okay)\n[Verse]\nGirl, why you always lyin'?\n (Woah)\nI don't take it to the heart, I complete these assignments (Yeah)\nI'm runnin' through so many hoes, I just need a Heisman (Woah)\nStandin' in my shoes ten toes, you can never tie them (Ah)\nThis water got me oh-so froze, feel like I'm Poseidon\n (Yeah)\nI'm a player and ain't know your boyfriend stand beside him\n[Chorus]\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nCrush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah\nFuck it, fuck it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7kOletJ0Q5H4MWe7cfeZXP", "title":"Alone", "artist":"Kim Petras Featuring Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.167, "speechiness":0.0388, "fres":95.4347619048, "vocabComplex":0.3840304183, "sentenceLength":65.75, "avgSyllable":2.2462311558, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj & \nKim Petras\n]\nYeah\nIt's Barbie and it's Kim Petras (\nWoo-ah\n)\n[Chorus: Kim Petras]\nI've been tryna give it to you all night\nWhat's it gonna take to get you all alone?\nI just want you here by my side\nI don't wanna be here, baby, on my own\nYeah, don't you wait, don't think about it\nYeah, don't you wait, just come on over now\nI've been tryna give it to you all night\nWhat's it gonna take to get you all alone?\n[Verse 1: Kim Petras]\nOh, look at me, like what you see?\nI've been feelin' lonely, baby, you got what I need\nGive me what I like, tryna, uh, tonight\nGot an appetite that only you can satisfy (Satisfy)\nI could ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it all night\nWatch me ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it all night\nWanna feel the rush, wanna feel your touch\nDon't talk your talk unless you're gonna back it up\n[Pre-Chorus: Kim Petras]\nIf you want me, let me know\nTell me now, don't hesitate (Hesitate)\nYou got one chance, baby, don't\nLet the moment slip away, no", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5sp71CUt0jXRNqHblPGp7b", "title":"Ballad Of A Homeschooled Girl", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.385, "valence":0.469, "speechiness":0.069, "fres":94.6457692308, "vocabComplex":0.4901185771, "sentenceLength":63.25, "avgSyllable":2.3195876289, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nCat got my tongue\nAnd I don't think I get along with anyone\nBlood runnin' cold\nI'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke\nAnd I hate all my clothes\nFeels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones\nSo I guess I should go\nThe party's done, and I'm no fun, I know, I know\nI know, I know\n[Chorus]\nI broke a glass, I tripped and fell\nI told secrets I shouldn't tell\nI stumbled over all my words\nI made it weird, I made it worse\nEach time I step outside, it's social suicide\nIt's social suicide, wanna curl up and die\nIt's social suicide\n[Post-Chorus]\nAh, ah, ah\n[Verse 2]\nI laughed at the wrong time, sat with the wrong guy (Uh-huh)\nS\u0435archin' \"how to start a conversation?\" on a website (How to flirt?)\nI talk\u0435d to this hot guy, swore I was his type\nGuess that he was makin' out with boys, like, the whole night\n (Oh)\nEverythin' I do is tragic (Oh)\nEvery guy I like is gay (Oh)\nThe morning after I panic (Oh)\nOh, God, what did I say? (Oh, oh, oh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0ArVfVP8B5svkfj8clHNzB", "title":"Screw The World Interlude", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.823, "valence":0.629, "speechiness":0.258, "fres":101.9734848485, "vocabComplex":0.4708171206, "sentenceLength":257.0, "avgSyllable":2.1617647059, "lyrics":"[Intro: DJ Screw]\nAyy\nI never player hate\nUh, 'bout to screw the world\nFuck what you doin', you can't fuck with my crew\n[Freestyle: DJ Screw]\nScrew the fuckin' world on up\nMr. Nine-Six, \nsyrup in my cup\nBustin' down, smilin' 'round, and I got them girls\nMr. damn Screw, I would never be with you\nWay back in the days, now I'm ballin', fuck a fade\nI don't give a damn, and I'm pimpin', pushin' plays\nPopped up, chopped, them boys ain't gon' like it\nFuckin' with the greatest, them boys, they'll spike it\nI can tell you much, player drankin', damn sober\nNever flippin' through the cut, we ain't, we ain't sober\nMr. Nine-Six, big bag of tricks\nRight before your eyes, \nScrewed Up Click\nMy clique down with million, I'm down with the mean\nMy homies still drank, push the damn lid\nI don't give a damn 'cause we all got a dub\nCame up from a scrub, now I pull up\nWe go through the door to the floor\nI'ma do it and I like to take my shit slow\nUptempo is the beat\nI'm laid back and blowin' on a Sweet\nPut your ass to sleep, do it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2RkMSIqUdveO3p8KVpYBYI", "title":"I Know", "artist":"Kanii", "danceability":0.65, "valence":0.279, "speechiness":0.14, "fres":100.3283429246, "vocabComplex":0.2428571429, "sentenceLength":350.0, "avgSyllable":1.6692607004, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI know you understand\nI can't leave you alone\nI give you my time, but you can't pick up the phone\nLife done been so tragic, huh\nIt won't leave me alone\nTry not to be obsessive\n[Chorus]\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nOh-ah\n[Verse 2]\nYou only gon' text me when you're bored\nDon't like the feeling of being ignored\nTold you we're too grown for this, make your choice\nTold you I'm too bold for this, already on it\nShe wanna spend some time away, she wanna spend some tim\u0435\nI can't give my heart away, I'm too in my mind\nI can't give my cards away, I'm too in my grind\nL\u0435arned this shit the harder way, now I'm in my prime\n[Chorus]\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know, oh-ah\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know\nI fucked up, oh, girl, I know, I know, I know, oh-ah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"53KaP77tkliz36LPxWGlWK", "title":"Fear Of Heights", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.581, "valence":0.0666, "speechiness":0.22, "fres":101.4388986014, "vocabComplex":0.4591836735, "sentenceLength":32.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.0933333333, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Verse]\nAyy, ayy, look\nWhy they make it sound like I'm still hung up on you?\nThat could never be\nGyal can't run me\nBetter him than me\nBetter it's not me\nI'm anti, I'm anti\nYeah, and the sex was average with you\nYeah, I'm anti 'cause I had it with you\nOkay, I'm auntie like your daddy's sister\nAuntie like a family picture\nAnd I had way badder bitches than you, TBH\nYeah, that man, he still with you, he can't leave you\nY'all go on vacation, I bet it's\n \nAntigua\n[Interlude]\nLet me stop\nYou know what? Fuck it, let me go\n[Part II]\n[Chorus]\nWhat? Ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ayy\nGirl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law, huh\nGirl, you mak\u0435 me wanna work you like the job, ayy\nI know you a cat, but can your pussy do th\u0435 dog?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2iGvsJuc2mC4mDVOVMNAP6", "title":"Do It", "artist":"\u00a5$: Ye & Ty Dolla $ign", "danceability":0.831, "valence":0.65, "speechiness":0.0831, "fres":102.1801457195, "vocabComplex":0.4845679012, "sentenceLength":29.4545454545, "avgSyllable":2.140625, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]\nDo it stay waxed?\nDo it smell fresh?\nCan I feel your juice through the latex?\nIf you go 'round, do you stay wet?\nCan your homegirl watch? Can she go next?\nNeed the lights on, tell her watch this\nWhen I make you cream, I'ma talk shit (I just wanna know)\nAnd you fuck back, and you got grip\nStick your tongue out when you get your spot hit\nI just wanna know\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nAll this money on the floor\nTen racks, throw it up\nWatch how I do it, make her drop to her toes\nBend it over, pick it up real slow\nI do it, baby, do it\nUp that work, ice like a jacuzzi\nIn my bag, call me '06 Gucci\nWhat's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?\n[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]\nJust touched down, feelin' like Lucci\nFuckin' on Tisha, fuckin' on Suzi\nDon't discriminate with this Uzi\nShe just wanna drink, \ndo a lil' tuci\nBeat it all day, beat it all night\nI be on gorilla, \ngoin' Kimbo Slic\u0435\nI be with the killers, need to pay your fin\u0435s\nTry me once, you gon' pay with your life\nAll these dimes on me\nWhat's your set? Bitch, throw it up\nHeard you got a man, but he ain't like us\nYour bitty bands ain't doin' enough\nKnow it's all on me\nThis might make you fall in love\nTellin' your friends you found the one\nAnd I'm like \"Who?\" and I'm like \"What?\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5jfhLCSIFUO4ndzNRh4w4G", "title":"Burn, Burn, Burn", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.508, "valence":0.134, "speechiness":0.0755, "fres":92.9180686937, "vocabComplex":0.5971563981, "sentenceLength":105.5, "avgSyllable":2.6476683938, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell, everyone seems a damn genius lately\nTik-Tok talkin', late-night TV\nThere's still so much that I have yet to know\nWe get dressed up just to go downtown\nIn some ego-filled late-night crowd\nSeems to be where I feel the most alone\n[Verse 2]\nI'd like to get lost on some old back road\nFind a shade tree and a honey hole\nAnd talk to my grandpa again\nAnd I see God in everything\nThe trees and pain and nights in the spring\nSo why do I still long for a home?\n[Verse 3]\nI'd like to lay in a field on a cozy blanket\nAnd feel the fear of never wakin'\nTo know th\u0435 true warmth of the sun\nI'd like to lov\u0435 my lady long and hard\nAnd lay down lines of laymen guitar\nNever leave her lovin' arms again\n[Verse 4]\nMy exes hate me and my friends all miss me\nI wanna drown in rotgut whiskey\nLeave this small town for a while\nHead to Paris on a late-night flight\nFind a bar and get in a fight\nWrite a few poems on a sunny balcony", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2N0SPREDYqILVEFSsWF5N5", "title":"Love Me Again", "artist":"V", "danceability":0.633, "valence":0.363, "speechiness":0.0532, "fres":106.350713073, "vocabComplex":0.5079365079, "sentenceLength":25.2, "avgSyllable":1.5294117647, "lyrics":"[\ubdd4 \"Love Me Again\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1]\n\ucd94\uc5b5\ub3c4 \uc758\ubbf8 \uc5c6\uc774\n\ub0b4\uac8c \ub10c \uc0ac\ub77c\uc9c0\uace0\n\uc774\ucbe4\uc5d0\ub3c4 I can't let you go, let you go\n\uadf8 \ub9d0\uc774 \ub2e4\uc778 \uac70\ub2c8?\n\ud55c\ub9c8\ub514\ub9cc \ub0a8\uae30\uace0?\n\ud6c4\ud68c\ud558\uba74\nWon't you let me know?\nLet me know?\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\uadf8\ub798 \ub098 \uc194\uc9c1\ud558\uac8c\n\ub2e4 \ub9d0\ud560\ub798\n\ub108\ub294 \ub9e4\uc77c \uc5b4\ub5a4 \uc0ac\ub78c \uc5b4\ub5a4 \uacf3\uc5d0\n\uba87 \ubc88\uc529\uc774\ub098 \ubb58 \ud558\ub294\uc9c0 \ub110 \uc0dd\uac01\ud574\nLost without you, baby\n[Chorus]\nI wish you would love me again\nNo, I don't want nobody else\nI wish you could love me again, again\nI wish you would love me again\nNo, I don't want nobody else\nI wish you could love me again, again", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3kXH9BQq0TyNliiP1MIE6N", "title":"Wild As Her", "artist":"Corey Kent", "danceability":0.5, "valence":0.448, "speechiness":0.0364, "fres":94.1483747856, "vocabComplex":0.5979381443, "sentenceLength":194.0, "avgSyllable":2.6951219512, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShe never wanted to be white-picket fenced in\nHer heart's like a feather in a Tulsa wind\nSeaside breeze'll bring her to life\nAnd all them other boys say she's a goodbye girl\nShe'll wreck your world\nAnd leave before the mornin' sun\nBut here she is, free, lyin' next to me\n'Cause I ain't tryna tame her love\n[Chorus]\nI keep the windows down and the wind in her hair\nKeep her heart hangin' on 'round every turn\nShe ain't scared to get tied down, scared to get burned\nJust lookin' for somebody as wild as her\nWild\nWild\n[Verse 2]\nSaw that highway unwind in her deep-brown eyes\nShe saw a long stretch of dirt road dreamin' in mine\nShe ain't livin' for a diamond ring\nJust livin' like the rock 'n' roll song she sings out loud\nWe're burnin' it down\nBlazin' up a trail of smoke\nWherever we are, wherever we go\nYeah, that's where she calls home", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2y4ZR0BUAVePljHSsZyIgj", "title":"Paid", "artist":"\u00a5$: Ye & Ty Dolla $ign", "danceability":0.789, "valence":0.445, "speechiness":0.223, "fres":98.8984918033, "vocabComplex":0.4784688995, "sentenceLength":209.0, "avgSyllable":2.1092896175, "lyrics":"[Intro: Choir & \nPlayboi Carti\n]\nGo, go, go, go\nHead so good, she a honor roll\nShe ride the dick like a carnival\nI done did the impossible\nGo, go, go, go\nHead so good, she a honor roll\nShe ride the dick like a carnival\nI done did the impossible\nGo\nHa, ha, ha, \nschyeah\n[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & \nPlayboi Carti\n]\nWay too rich to drive a Rove'\nMade a milli' off the stove\nShe like to put it in her nose\nPretty bitch with white toes\nI done put on all the bros\nI done fucked her in the Rolls (\nHahahaha\n)\nI done pulled up in the Ghost\nI done reach\u0435d all my goals\nYeah, yeah, pull up with Yeezy and Dolla $ign\nI'm all about business, I'm mindin' min\u0435\nPull up in the trenches like Columbine\nPull up with the rocket like NumbaNine\nI don't want your hoes\nYoung nigga reach all the goals\nLet her suck the dick, said she was a pro\nIf she scrape her teeth, I'ma tell her to go", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"52WWw9qNZXZZtWU336TtKG", "title":"Cross The Globe", "artist":"Lil Durk Featuring Juice WRLD", "danceability":0.743, "valence":0.749, "speechiness":0.105, "fres":97.5040681004, "vocabComplex":0.4676923077, "sentenceLength":108.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.8078431373, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Durk & \nJuice WRLD\n]\nOh, oh\nOh, oh (\nYeah, \nyeah\n), oh, oh\n(Out of here, out of here)\nWheezy, out of here\n (Out of here, out of here)\nAyy, Wheezy, we out of here\n (Out of here, out of here)\nAyy, Wheezy, we out of here\n (Out of here, out of here)\n[Chorus: Juice WRLD]\nUh, fell in love with her tongue, yeah, told bro he gotta try some\nShe say, \"Nigga, is you dumb? I ain't fuckin' both of y'all, only just one\"\nThen she seen that money come, me countin' up Benjamin Franklins\nYeah, when she seen that, she took my brother to the room and said, \"I'll be right back\"\n[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]\nLittle bit of rock, little bit of rap\nSold a lot of rock, I don't gotta cap\nI was in the trap totin' on the Glock\nWhippin' on the stove, cookin' up the pot\nWhole world in my hands, keep it on lock\nBeen through a lot shit, still shell-shocked\nI got the juice, feel like 2Pac\nThey tryna kill me in the black Bimmer like 2Pac\nI'm finna feed 'em the rounds\nFinger-fuck the glizzy\n, I ain't fuckin' around\nShe fuckin' on me when her man out of town\nWe get up off them uppers, it go down\nSmoke 'til my eyes look Ming, no Yao\nI'ma ball on these niggas like Ming, no Yao\nHow you want beef, but you a pussy?\nNever seen a kitty act like a cow", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1bjeWoagtHmUKputLVyDxQ", "title":"Saturn", "artist":"SZA", "danceability":0.411, "valence":0.337, "speechiness":0.0368, "fres":87.5091390118, "vocabComplex":0.5761589404, "sentenceLength":75.5, "avgSyllable":2.8205128205, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIf there's another universe\nPlease make some noise (Noise)\nGive me a sign (Sign)\nThis can't be life\nIf there's a point to losing love\nRepeating pain (Why?)\nIt's all the same (Same)\nI hate this place\n[Pre-Chorus]\nStuck in this paradigm\nDon't believe in paradise\nThis must be what Hell is like\nThere's got to be more, got to be more\nSick of this head of mine\nIntrusive thoughts, they paralyz\u0435\nNirvana's not as advertised\nTher\u0435's got to be more, been here before\n[Chorus]\nOoh (Ooh, ooh)\nLife's better on Saturn\nGot to break this pattern\nOf floating away\nOoh (Ooh, ooh)\nFind something worth saving\nIt's all for the taking\nI always say", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0hKtu53OlIFXVuYkZwcn3o", "title":"Cinderella", "artist":"Future, Metro Boomin & Travis Scott", "danceability":0.876, "valence":0.15, "speechiness":0.0748, "fres":85.5372916667, "vocabComplex":0.4391143911, "sentenceLength":271.0, "avgSyllable":2.5075376884, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future]\nSip red, sing to the devil (\nPluto\n)\nSip red, sing to the devil (Yeah)\nSip red, talk to the devil ('Tro)\nRack, racks don't stuck together\nRacks on, racks stuck together\nSip red, talk to the\u205fdevil\nI'm\u205f'bout,\u205fI'm 'bout to\u205fjust, I'm 'bout\u205fto, I'm 'bout to\nLet's walk on this motherfucker right quick because\u2014\n[Chorus: Future]\nRacks on, racks stuck together\nSip red, talk to the devil\n (Pluto)\nRosetta stones forever\n (Let's go)\nHot yellow, canary yellow\n (Hot yellow)\nHot chocolate, Cinderella\nTrap off a tractor-trailer (Tractor)\nNew paper stuck together\nBad bitch gon' fuck my bezel (For sure)\n[Verse 1: Future]\nStrapped up with heavy metal\nSip lean, talk to the devil\nHi-Tech, stay confidential\nAP, a presidential\nNever go against the ghetto\nStay true, got hoes in Belgium (Uh-huh)\nNew bitch, new car, it's levels (Uh-huh)\nI piss Codeine on peasants\nFreebandz, you got it, let's get it\n (Free)\nGet a check, then flip it in the trenches (Yeah)\nAnd the jets fueling with the Bentley (Skrrt)\nCartier with buffs, they vintage (Ah)\nPour a eighth, see the rings on glisten (Yeah)\nReal ice make a bad bitch listen (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3w0w2T288dec0mgeZZqoNN", "title":"Carnival", "artist":"\u00a5$: Ye & Ty Dolla $ign Featuring Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti", "danceability":0.594, "valence":0.311, "speechiness":0.159, "fres":98.8984918033, "vocabComplex":0.4784688995, "sentenceLength":209.0, "avgSyllable":2.1092896175, "lyrics":"[Intro: Choir & \nPlayboi Carti\n]\nGo, go, go, go\nHead so good, she a honor roll\nShe ride the dick like a carnival\nI done did the impossible\nGo, go, go, go\nHead so good, she a honor roll\nShe ride the dick like a carnival\nI done did the impossible\nGo\nHa, ha, ha, \nschyeah\n[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & \nPlayboi Carti\n]\nWay too rich to drive a Rove'\nMade a milli' off the stove\nShe like to put it in her nose\nPretty bitch with white toes\nI done put on all the bros\nI done fucked her in the Rolls (\nHahahaha\n)\nI done pulled up in the Ghost\nI done reach\u0435d all my goals\nYeah, yeah, pull up with Yeezy and Dolla $ign\nI'm all about business, I'm mindin' min\u0435\nPull up in the trenches like Columbine\nPull up with the rocket like NumbaNine\nI don't want your hoes\nYoung nigga reach all the goals\nLet her suck the dick, said she was a pro\nIf she scrape her teeth, I'ma tell her to go", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7yfRb4seXT7w8zVMW0dXNa", "title":"Bittersweet", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.44, "valence":0.687, "speechiness":0.0705, "fres":96.6473809524, "vocabComplex":0.48, "sentenceLength":325.0, "avgSyllable":2.2745098039, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nI-I\u2014\n)\n(\nI-I'm working on dying\n)\n[Verse 1]\nShit been rough, but I ain't too tough to say I love and I miss you\nYou my dog, I don't care if we fall out, nigga, I never could diss you\nFor the chains and the fame, only we seen the vision\n'Bout my name, let it bang, goin' out with my pistol\nGot me a taste of this fame, it was sweet, now it's bitter\nMaybach came with pillows, I can't talk in no pillows (Uh)\nArmed and dangerous, but that don't make me no killer\nHeard you caught a hit, but that don't make you no killer (Uh)\nRich and I feel fit, look like I play for the Steelers (Uh)\nFans say when I rap, they hear the pain in my rhythm (Uh)\nKeeping them far back until I know they agenda (Uh)\nAll these niggas capping like the man in the middle\nThey gon' m\u0435ntion Wunna cause the views'll b\u0435 bigger (Uh)\nAin't no way to explain the way you abusin' these Skittles\n (Uh)\nIf I knew the road, I would've rolled, the risk to rolling the dice (Uh)\nIt's insane inside my brain, I'm spittin' this pain on this mic (Uh)\nGotta ball like I'm Wilt Chamberlain, a hell of a price (Uh)\nLove when I'm on drugs, but that just ain't very bright (Uh)\nMy trust so fucked up, I keep these bitches on ice (Uh)\nI can't fall in love, I need a specific type", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0wI9sEQbz9LlI7P1NDutmU", "title":"Love Story\/Interlude", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.454, "valence":0.107, "speechiness":0.172, "fres":90.2654971591, "vocabComplex":0.3205882353, "sentenceLength":340.0, "avgSyllable":2.3409961686, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Chorus]\nWe can go anywhere you wanna go, across the globe, overseas, baby\nAnd you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby\nSometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby\nI just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOkay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby\n[Verse]\nYeah, okay, the missin' piece to my puzzle\nI get high as fuck like no other\nBut I'm pretty sure that I love you\nIt's gon' take a minute to trust you\nIt's been a while since we kicked it, in your ey\u0435s, I can see struggle\nWe can go anywher\u0435 in this world, protected by my lil' brothers\nAnd they don't play about me\nI hope you know I'm nothin' what you heard or what you think of me\nI hope you know that I can heal your broken heart, the pain I see\nJust get on this plane with me\n[Chorus]\nWe can go anywhere you wanna go, across the globe, overseas, baby\nAnd you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby\nSometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby\nI just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOkay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7sliFe6W30tPBPh6dvZsIH", "title":"Area Codes", "artist":"Kaliii", "danceability":0.823, "valence":0.507, "speechiness":0.491, "fres":95.2549315068, "vocabComplex":0.4294871795, "sentenceLength":104.0, "avgSyllable":1.8923766816, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah, yeah (\n28Shit\n)\nKaliii\nYou know I love me a motherfuckin' trick (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nGot a white boy on my roster\nHe be feeding me pasta and lobster\nHe just hit me up on Tuesday like, \"What\u205fyou\u205fdoing,\u205fbae?\nLet me take\u205fyou shoppin'\" (Brr)\nI\u205ftold him, \"Well, I'm a little busy\" (Damn)\nHe said, \"Damn, I'm in your city (Fuck)\nBut anyway, it's okay, hope you have a good day\nI'ma send you 'bout eight fifty\" (Ooh)\nThen I told him, \"You treat me so well\" (Uh)\nHe said, \"Cash App or Zelle? (Ching)\nMatter of fact, scratch that, I'ma send you a stack\nJust cause you fine as hell\"\nAnd I told him, \"Well, thank you, baby\" (Thank you)\n\"Anything for my favorite lady\" (Ooh)\nWell, I gotta go, they just let me know\nThat I could pick up my Mercedes (Skrrt)\n[Chorus]\nI got hoes (Might just be your nigga)\nIn different area codes (He know what's up)\nEverywhere I go (Every time I pop out)\nI call and they drop the lo' (Come drop that fuckin' location)\n'Cause I got hoes (Might just be your bitch)\nIn different area codes (She know what's up)\nSome of 'em bros (Could be your daddy)\nAnd I'm big pimpin' 'cause they know (They know what's up)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2GLWhy9iiO1wrLUF5l4FtJ", "title":"Slimed In", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.749, "valence":0.0619, "speechiness":0.135, "fres":93.8962285012, "vocabComplex":0.5036231884, "sentenceLength":92.0, "avgSyllable":2.3111111111, "lyrics":"[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nI'm just on some slime shit, I'm back on that slime stuff, you know what I'm sayin'?\nI don't care nothin' 'bout this superstardom shit, you know?\nYeah, yeah\nThat's on God\n[Chorus: Future]\nYeah, yeah\nAll my hoes gettin' slimed in, niggas ain't on no slimy shit\nAll my hoes from Thailand\n, ho know a nigga got a water wrist\nAll my hoes in the widebody\nPick my ho up in the widebody\n[Verse 1: Future]\nEat it right up and don't cry 'bout it\nAll my hoes get time out\nAll your hoes gettin' slimed out\nThe AP store, we buy 'em out\nMarni on Marni, go headfirst\nAll my hoes wear Chanel sandals\nWhite on your toes, that's good manners\nChanaynay black, goin' bandana\nAll my hoes take the whole thing\nHigh-top Maybach, cocaine\n2025 on the leg trip\nScorchin' fire, no Pyrex\nHit me on WhatsApp, direct\nKitKat pant, went chocolate\nPatek water, I train her\nPass that bag, gotta train her\nCuban, let's link, I chain her\nShe throwin' up rackies, I train her\nAll my hoes, they gang members\nAll these pills got 'caine in him\nDog food, probably got pain in 'em\nCurved that goofy, he ain't him\nTold you these hoes on my time\nPut him on ice, go Einstein", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1bHnRc60O1N0l3PbHjaKyK", "title":"Better Place", "artist":"*NSYNC", "danceability":0.579, "valence":0.558, "speechiness":0.0511, "fres":94.6169364754, "vocabComplex":0.4166666667, "sentenceLength":252.0, "avgSyllable":2.358974359, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Justin Timberlake]\nIt's some kind of love, it's some kind of fire\nI'm already up, but you lift me higher\nYou know I'm not wrong, you know I'm not lyin'\nWe do it better, yeah, we do it better, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: J.C. Chasez]\nI don't mind if the world spins faster\nThe music's louder, the waves get stronger\nI don't mind if the world spins faster\nFaster, faster\n[Chorus: All]\nJust let me take you to a better place\nI'm gonna make you kiss the sky tonight\nYeah, if you let me show the way\nI'm so excited to see you excited\nI'll take you to a better place, yoo-hoo\nAnd, baby, you can love me on the way\nWe're flyin' up to outer space\nI'm so excited to see you excited, yeah\n[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nYeah, ooh, oh (Yeah, yeah)\n[Verse 2: Justin Timberlake & \nJ.C. Chasez\n]\nYou like the bass down low, I wanna lose control\nI wanna dance all night, you like it nice and slow\nDon't want it any other way, tell all your friends you're gonna stay\nWhen we're together, you know that we do it better", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"09hVlIVHtEE1nLUv6YGZiW", "title":"Burn It Down", "artist":"Parker McCollum", "danceability":0.461, "valence":0.334, "speechiness":0.0666, "fres":95.7044910072, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":174.0, "avgSyllable":2.5442176871, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nGoodbye, strung out on the lawn\nThe line between us was drawn\nAll I can see is you're gone and you left me here\nWith this house on this ground, burn it down\n[Verse 2]\nI'll leave my memories inside\nIn that bed, we loved in all night\nEvery word, every fight\nEvery feelin', stone cold, not a sound\n[Chorus]\nBurn it down 'til it's ashes and smoke\nBurn it down to the smolderin' coals\nBurn it down 'til I don't want you no more\nBaby, burn it down\n[Verse 3]\nEvery last song that I wrote\nAbout me and you growing old\nEvery sliver of hope everything I know\nPile it up right now\n[Chorus]\nBurn it down 'til it's ashes and smoke\nBurn it down to the smolderin' coals\nBurn it down 'til I don't want you no more\nBaby, burn it down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1odExI7RdWc4BT515LTAwj", "title":"Daylight", "artist":"David Kushner", "danceability":0.508, "valence":0.324, "speechiness":0.0335, "fres":99.325194261, "vocabComplex":0.4866071429, "sentenceLength":112.0, "avgSyllable":2.6108108108, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nTelling myself I won't go there\nOh, but I know that I won't care\nTryna wash away all the blood I've spilt\nThis lust is a burden that we both share\nTwo sinners can't atone from a lone prayer\nSouls tied, intertwined by pride and guilt\n[Pre-Chorus]\n(Ooh) There's darkness in the distance\nFrom the way that I've been livin'\n(Ooh) But I know I can't resist it\n[Chorus]\nOh, I love it and I hate it at the same time\nYou and I drink the poison from the same vine\nOh, I love it and I hate it at the same time\nHidin' all of our sins from the daylight\nFrom the daylight, runnin' from th\u0435 daylight\nFrom the daylight, runnin' from the daylight\nOh, I love it and I hat\u0435 it at the same time\n[Verse 2]\nTellin' myself it's the last time\nCan you spare any mercy that you might find\nIf I'm down on my knees again?\nDeep down, way down, Lord, I try\nTry to follow your light, but it's nighttime\nPlease don't leave me in the end", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5OLaVCAM2pqg7X9mAM2W8M", "title":"What He Didn't Do", "artist":"Carly Pearce", "danceability":0.628, "valence":0.559, "speechiness":0.0325, "fres":96.0483333333, "vocabComplex":0.5107296137, "sentenceLength":233.0, "avgSyllable":2.7202072539, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nEverybody's asking what the hell happened\nWondering why it all went wrong\nMama always said, \"If you can't say something nice\nThen don't say anything at all\"\nI've got my side of the story and he's got his side, too\nSo I ain't gonna go and tell you what he did\nBut I'll tell you what he didn't do\n[Chorus]\nTreat me right, put me first, be a man of his word\nStay home 'cause he wanted to\nAlways fight for my love, hold on tight like it's something\nThat he couldn't stand to lose\nThe devil's in the details\nI won't tell the hell that he put me through\nAll I know is in the \u0435nd, it wasn't what he did, no\nIt was what he didn't do\n[Verse 2]\nI'm already halfway ov\u0435r him and I ain't taking time to turn around\nSo I'mma take the high road, even though we both know\nI could run him out of this town\nThat's just dirty laundry, I don't need to wear the truth\nSo I ain't gonna tell you everything he did\nBut I'll tell you what he didn't do", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3eP13S8D5m2cweMEg3ZDed", "title":"Virginia Beach", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.402, "valence":0.2, "speechiness":0.0471, "fres":91.684628821, "vocabComplex":0.4612676056, "sentenceLength":142.0, "avgSyllable":2.3717948718, "lyrics":"[Intro: Drake & \nFrank Ocean\n]\nI bet your mother would be proud of you, ooh\n (\nYou, you, you, oh\n)\nI bet our mother would be proud of you, oh\nI know what you say\nYou say I coulda treated you better or whatever, but\nI don't know, I think I did alright\nKnow what I'm sayin'?\nAnd you know how you get\nDrawin' conclusions like you got a Parsons degree or somethin'\nI coulda treated you better, that's crazy\nNope\n[Chorus: Drake]\nLean in, lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'\nThat's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'\nI move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'\nLean into me, lean into me\nYeah, lean in, lean into me\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nPussy, it makin' me tweak, ended up stayin' a week\nShe pretty but ghetto, pretty but rough, just like Virginia Beach\nI wanna get back to the days that you loved me for nothin' but what you could see\nYou bust down the Jubilee, I swapped it and made you go factory, wait\nYou put some pain in me, I wanna get back to the major league\nShe wanna grab on the throttle, I wanna get back in the driver's seat\nThat nigga spent his last check on your car and you got it and drove it to me\nAsked me if I coulda treated you better, but no", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4IadxL6BUymXlh8RCJJu7T", "title":"Too Sweet", "artist":"Hozier", "danceability":0.741, "valence":0.934, "speechiness":0.0412, "fres":105.2881868132, "vocabComplex":0.5497076023, "sentenceLength":57.0, "avgSyllable":2.6041666667, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt can't be said I'm an early bird\nIt's 10 o'clock before I say a word\nBaby, I can never tell\nHow do you sleep so well?\nYou keep tellin' me to live right\nTo go to bed before the daylight\nBut then you wake up for the sunrise\nYou know you don't gotta pretend\nBaby, now and then\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDon't you just wanna wake up\nDark as a lake\nSmellin' like a bonfire\nLost in a haze?\nIf you're drunk on life, babe\nI think it's great\nBut while in this world\n[Chorus]\nI think I'll take my whiskey neat\nMy coffee black\n \nand my bed at three\nYou're too sweet for me\nYou're too sweet for me\nI take my whisk\u0435y neat\nMy coffee black and my bed at three\nYou're too sweet for m\u0435\nYou're too sweet for me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7aWeQwHSMD6TzPOepi1tlb", "title":"Fallin 4 U", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.672, "valence":0.283, "speechiness":0.207, "fres":98.6556682028, "vocabComplex":0.4208754209, "sentenceLength":297.0, "avgSyllable":1.9551569507, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nATL Jacob, ATL Jacob\n)\nAyo\n[Verse 1]\nTold him shoot his shot like his main opp\nNow I'm fallin' for him like a raindrop\nDone that, run that\nYo, Patty, give me the gun back\nWhen he say cock it back, gun off safety\nThinkin' 'bout you lately, JoJo and K-Ci\nI be on that calm flex, them gyal hasty\nGyal, them want me face, but them gyal, they can't face me\nI-I ain't really tryna let him in, in (In, in)\nBut if he a G, it's a win, win (Win, win)\nCan't play the queen before the king, king (King, king)\nBitch, I'm the Pinkprint\n, \ntell him to kiss the pink ring\n[Chorus]\nFallin' for you (I think I'm fallin' for you)\nFallin' for you (I think I'm fallin' for you)\nFallin' for you (I think I'm, I think I'm, I think I'm fallin' for you)\n[Verse 2]\nThey like 'em, they fightin', they comin', they tuggin'\nI kill 'em, I beat 'em, I see them, they duckin'\nGot pitbulls, we feed '\u0435m, it's nothin\n'\nThey never been official, th\u0435y never been a issue\nPlus they know that my body tea, my middle initial\nI let him kiss the real, he know my looks could kill\nThese bitches gotta shake they ass to show sex appeal", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7MSWxMumjz6lHj7oRApNbg", "title":"White Horse", "artist":"Chris Stapleton", "danceability":0.353, "valence":0.224, "speechiness":0.0493, "fres":99.8126086957, "vocabComplex":0.4293478261, "sentenceLength":184.0, "avgSyllable":2.5135135135, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThis love is getting kinda dangerous\nFeels like it's a loaded gun\nMy mind, it's turning like a cloud of dust\nMy heart always wants to run\n[Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nIf you want a cowboy on a white horse\nRidin' off into the sunset\nIf that's the kinda love you wanna wait for\nHold on tight, girl, I ain't there yet\nNo, I ain't there yet\nNo, I ain't there yet\n[Post-Chorus]\nWhite horse\n[Verse 2]\nSomeday, maybe you could have your way\nRight now's just not the time\nSome things a man's just got to do\nI wish you could change my mind\n[Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nIf you want a cowboy on a white horse\nRidin' off into the sunset\nIf that's the kinda love you wanna wait for\nHold on tight, girl, I ain't there yet\nNo, I ain't there y\u0435t\nNo, I ain't there yet", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6RGH7mvHffrBcHuW60vgZB", "title":"Painting Pictures", "artist":"Superstar Pride", "danceability":0.955, "valence":0.694, "speechiness":0.33, "fres":96.7876905626, "vocabComplex":0.5350318471, "sentenceLength":314.0, "avgSyllable":2.4128787879, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMm-mm-mm\n(\nGlobalKnockz got the recipe\n)\nAyy, just thinking 'bout the way you make me feel\nIt's so, it's so real\n[Chorus]\n2 AM, the night still young\nYou live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun\nAin't no handouts for nobody\nWhen I ain't had shit, they ain't offer me nothin'\nWhen I'm quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings\nA lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings\nSaving these hoes, this shit here pitiful\nAll these lil' bitty bitches my chillens, ooh\nAnd Mama, don't worry\nYou raised a gangster, I'm a survivor\nIt hurt me\nNot being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler\nShout out to my pops for all the free game\nEverything you ev\u0435r told me, it stuck in my brain\nReal OG status and like to mak\u0435 a change\nShedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain\n[Verse]\nAll the sheisty shit that I've done\n, \nblessed to not be in no chains\nUncle killed me when I was young\n, \nMama blessed the boy with the cocaine\nGrowing up, I ain't have no daddy, my mama played both roles\nBeen hard on a nigga since I came out the womb, yeah, the pussy hole\nI was taught to trust none\nFace your problems, never run\nLil' bitch holler she pregnant\nYou a lil' nat-nat, that ain't my son\nTryna trap me, know I had a glove\nFuck them feelings, slatt, I'm a thug\nYou a lil' dusty ho, you're the rug\nAyy, and it's still fuck love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3yNJkriPzWjkkDAWHIAVUq", "title":"Ours (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.535, "valence":0.348, "speechiness":0.0278, "fres":92.8271124031, "vocabComplex":0.5485436893, "sentenceLength":206.0, "avgSyllable":3.0505617978, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nElevator buttons and morning air\nStrangers' silence makes me want to take the stairs\nIf you were here, we'd laugh about their vacant stares\nBut right now, my time is theirs\nSeems like there's always someone who disapproves\nThey'll judge it like they know about me and you\nAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do\nThe jury's out, but my choice is you\n[Chorus]\nSo don't you worry your pretty little mind\nPeople throw rocks at things that shine\nAnd life makes love look hard\nT\nhe stakes are high, the water's rough\nBut this love is ours\n[Verse 2]\nYou never know what people have up their sleeves\nGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me\nLurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles\nBut I don't care, 'cause right now, you're mine\nAnd you'll say\n[Chorus]\nDon't you worry your pretty little mind\nPeople throw rocks at things that shine\nAnd life makes love look hard\nThe stakes are high, the water's rough\nBut this love is ours", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7GRv55NwkjxU2ysJLwzC9c", "title":"Speed Drive", "artist":"Charli XCX", "danceability":0.652, "valence":0.789, "speechiness":0.0784, "fres":92.43625, "vocabComplex":0.4166666667, "sentenceLength":216.0, "avgSyllable":2.2909090909, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh-oh\nUh, oh\n[Verse 1]\nShe my best friend in the whole world\nOn the mood board, she's the inspo\nAnd\u2005she\u2005dressed in really\u2005cute clothes\nKawaii like we're in Tokyo\nDevon\u2005Lee smile, teeth a white row\nGot a classic, real deep, Van Gogh\nShe got loyalty, she says, \"I love you, girl\"\nI love her more\n[Chorus]\nAh-ah, Barbie, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind\nJump into the driver's seat and put it into speed drive\nHot, ridin' through the streets, on a different frequency\nKnow you know just what I mean, we're runnin' through the red lights\nAh, Barbie, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind\nJump into the driver's seat and put it into speed drive\nHot, ridin' through the streets, on a different frequency\nKnow you know just what I mean, we're runnin' through the red lights\n[Post-Chorus]\nLi-i-i-i, i-i, i-i, i-ights\nRed lights, red lights, red lights, red lights, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5KD6AEm19QnMbfWpfoOHMl", "title":"Now That We Don't Talk (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.793, "valence":0.0662, "speechiness":0.0338, "fres":104.5744230769, "vocabComplex":0.5786163522, "sentenceLength":79.5, "avgSyllable":2.5481481481, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou went to a party\nI heard from everybody\nYou part the crowd like the Red Sea\nDon't even get me started\nDid you get anxious though\nOn the way home?\nI guess I'll never, ever know\nNow that we don't talk\n[Verse 2]\nYou grew your hair long\nYou got new icons\nAnd from the outside\nIt looks like you're tryin' lives on\nI miss the old ways\nYou didn't have to change\nBut I guess I don't have a say\nNow that we don't talk\n[Chorus]\nI call my mom, she said that it was for the best\nRemind myself, the mor\u0435 I gave, you'd want me less\nI cannot b\u0435 your friend, so I pay the price of what I lost\nAnd what it cost, now that we don't talk", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2dSKFFNoNXKo3hPnlwUdPe", "title":"They Don't Love It", "artist":"Jack Harlow", "danceability":0.536, "valence":0.851, "speechiness":0.306, "fres":89.139500969, "vocabComplex":0.5501858736, "sentenceLength":269.0, "avgSyllable":2.6422018349, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCan't live without you, baby\nLive without you\nIt\u2019s like (\nOh, baby\n)\n[Verse 1]\nI been smooth for so long, I'm tryna get rough\nFuck buffin' my nails, dawg, I\u2019m tryna get buff\nFuck shapin' my beard up, I'm likin' the scruff\nAnd fuck the hills 'cause I'm livin' my life in the cut\nCan't imagine that I\u2019m gon\u2019 meet my wife in the club\nWe gon' see though, I feel like she more of a CEO\nOr maybe she doin\u2019 volunteer work in Rio\nIt's not like I need her but I would love to meet her\nAnother day, another dollar, another phone with another feature\nI don't play goalie but I'm my brother\u2019s keeper\nSurrounded by family, I'm not with other people\nThey say I got my pops' demeanor and mother's features\nThe Garden still Private as ever, the gang thrivin' together\nYa boy's strivin' to be the most dominant ever\nThe hardest white boy since the one who rapped about vomit and sweaters\nAnd hold the comments 'cause I promise you I'm honestly better than whoever came to your head right then\nThey ain't cut from the same thread like him\nThey don't study, doin' work to get ahead like him\nThey don't toss and turn in the fuckin' bed like him", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"17CWWoszMuoGecCJzmOubE", "title":"J Christ", "artist":"Lil Nas X", "danceability":0.747, "valence":0.89, "speechiness":0.0929, "fres":96.4394347826, "vocabComplex":0.4924623116, "sentenceLength":99.5, "avgSyllable":2.1558441558, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nHey, look, look, look, but look\nWe going all the way up, man\nWe going past what we been like\nTaking this shit back to the Westside\n(Is he 'bout to give 'em something viral?)\nBankhead shit\nYeah, uh\n[Verse 1]\nBust-down chain, that was thirty bands\nBust-down wrist, match my bust-down thirty-inch\nWalk up in the club poppin' shit like it was Doublemint\nLookin' for a ten, we only settle when it's settlements\nUh, uh, uh, let 'em slide, yeah\nLast year was a quiet year\nNow I'm on Mariah\nI'm finna take it higher, okay\nLet 'em slide, yeah\nLast year was a quiet year\nT\u0435ll 'em, \"Come outside\"\nBaby, w\u0435 ain't tryna hide\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou know what I'm on, I'm on a break\nYou know when I'm back, it's all for take\nYou know that I'm ready for everything\nYou know when I play, it's all for keeps, uh, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"75dfH68JDisE8dDaD4KlVY", "title":"Little Saint Nick", "artist":"The Beach Boys", "danceability":0.546, "valence":0.961, "speechiness":0.0456, "fres":95.4471260274, "vocabComplex":0.4603174603, "sentenceLength":189.0, "avgSyllable":2.7260273973, "lyrics":"(Ooooooooh, merry Christmas Saint Nick)\n(Christmas comes this time each year)\n(Oooooooo-ooooooooh)\nWell, way up north where the air gets cold\nThere's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told\nAnd a real famous cat all dressed up in red\nAnd he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled\nIt's the little Saint Nick\n(Oooooh, little Saint Nick)\nIt's the little Saint Nick\n(Oooooh, little Saint Nick)\nJust a little bobsled, we call it old Saint Nick\nBut she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick\nShe's candy-apple red with a ski for a wheel\nAnd when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel\nIt's the little Saint Nick\n(Oooooh, little Saint Nick)\nIt's the little Saint Nick\n(Oooooh, little Saint Nick)\nRun, run, reindeer\nRun, run, reindeer\n(Oh-oh-oh-oh)\nRun, run, reindeer\nRun, run, reindeer\nHe don't miss no one", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5W0RVQViQC7xocvAUnIs6Z", "title":"Call Your Friends", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.57, "valence":0.301, "speechiness":0.105, "fres":92.9319049967, "vocabComplex":0.4554973822, "sentenceLength":76.4, "avgSyllable":2.7, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nMm, I been up for three nights tryna plan out my life\nI been livin' so wrong but I just wanna do right\nIt's like I did her so wrong but wanted her to be my wife\nWanna pack up my clothes, my kids and catch us a flight\nThey gettin' older\nI never wanted them to know how it feel to come from a broken home\nMy fault, guess I did it all wrong\nPark the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute\nI don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention\nI said it was the look on my mama face when I did it\nBut really it was my pride, ready to say it ain't rented\nCan't get lost in the sauce, caught in money competitions\nWhats the point of an Instagram image when you got millions for real?\nYou really got them millions for real\nSeven in the mornin', my shit buzzin' and bangin'\nAll day my phone ring, ever since I been famous\nEverybody got the perfect scheme to get us some paper\nTryna make it seem it's best for me and it ain't no favor\nIf it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you\nSometimes I need someone to talk to\nSometimes this life can be confusing\nCall your friends and ask how they doin'\n[Chorus]\nI'm coolin', most days I just be coolin'\nEverybody got they own life and they own problems\nThis life's too short for grudges, call 'em\nTo the girl who got my heart forever, open my line\nTo my niggas down the road, one call at a time\nMy phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine\nEven though I be so caught up on the grind\nCould you call me if I ever cross your mind?\nDo I ever cross your mind?\nIf I ever cross your mind\nCall me if I ever cross your mind\nDo I ever cross your mind?\nIf I ever cross your mind\nPlease, call me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7LTCmtMpf3JPfBE8gAl64z", "title":"Turn Yo Clic Up", "artist":"Quavo & Future", "danceability":0.869, "valence":0.629, "speechiness":0.384, "fres":98.228019802, "vocabComplex":0.3432494279, "sentenceLength":218.5, "avgSyllable":1.9449838188, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nI love you, Atake\n)\n[Chorus: Quavo]\nHe want the scoop, she want the tea\n (She want the tea)\nI cannot speak, we keepin' it street (We keepin' it street)\nI took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (You still gon' get beat)\nHow much it cost? It never been cheap (It never been)\nTurn your clique up, dog (Turn 'em up)\nTurn your bitch up, dog (Turn her up)\nTying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)\nAll these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)\nTurn your clique up, dog (Turn 'em up)\nTurn your bitch up, dog (Turn her up)\nTying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)\nAll these streets need bosses (Go)\n[Verse 1: Quavo]\nIf my dog get low on his pockets, I'm pickin' him up (Soo)\nWe came from the bottom together, my nigga, we get it, we splittin' it up\nIf my bitch tell me pay for that pussy, I take her ass shoppin' and tell her, \"Shut up\" (Shh)\nStandin' on business, standin' on bitches, ain't nothin' to pipe that shit up (Soo)\nIt ain't nothin' to turn a bitch up\nIt ain't nothin' to turn your clique up (Ain't nothin')\nShit, we turned the jeweler up, just look at the diamonds we bust (Yeah)\nLook at the people we touched, shit, I'm feelin' like Puffy and Russ' (Yeah)\nI'm sendin' this shit like a toilet, lil' nigga so nasty, I never been flushed (Ugh, nasty, go)\nBulletproof Brabus, it came with a kit on it (Kit, skrrt, skrrt)\nThe switch is too light, it kick if you spit on it (Kick, frr, grrah, frr)\nHundreds of bands, I put that lil' shit on 'em (Shit, hee, ooh, hee)\nDope in my hand, I had to go flip somethin' (Flip it, flip, go, it's gone)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4hGmQboiou09EwhcTWa0H6", "title":"Another One Of Me", "artist":"Diddy, French Montana & The Weeknd Featuring 21 Savage", "danceability":0.67, "valence":0.18, "speechiness":0.233, "fres":75.3001625612, "vocabComplex":0.6159527326, "sentenceLength":42.3125, "avgSyllable":2.2495921697, "lyrics":"Doja Cat - Balut\nMitski - My Love Mine All Mine\nTate McRae - greedy\nDan + Shay - Neon Cowgirl\nDiddy & French Montana - Another One Of Me (feat. The Weeknd, 21 Savage)\nRod Wave - Turks & Caicos (feat. 21 Savage)\nZara Larsson & David Guetta - On My Love\nJ Balvin, Usher & DJ Khaled - Dientes\nOffset - FAN\nCleo Sol - Go Baby\nTeddy Swims - Some Things I'll Never Know\nSia - Gimme Love\nChris Lake - More Baby\nMaren Morris - The Tree\nBrothers Osborne - Who Says You Can't Have Everything\nThirty Seconds To Mars - World On Fire\nMadison Beer - Sweet Relief\nDiplo - Diamond Th\u0435rapy\nNas - Never Die (f\u0435at. Lil Wayne)\nSleepy Hallow - A N X I E T Y (feat. Doechii)\nSZA - Snooze (Acoustic) (feat. Justin Bieber)\nNatanael Cano - El Toro Encartado - Spotify Singles\nTOMORROW X TOGETHER & Anitta - Back for More\n$NOT - CRUEL WORLD\nMuni Long - Made For Me\nBella Poarch & Lauv - Crush\nMajid Jordan - Waiting For You (feat. Naomi Sharon)\nTSHA, Ellie Goulding & Gregory Porter - Somebody\nOzuna & Saiko - Te Menti\nBig Thief - Born For Loving You\nThe Beaches - Shower Beer\nBRELAND - Cracks\nJVKE - this is what autumn feels like\nRiovaz - the Rake (can't complain)\nEarl Sweatshirt & The Alchemist - The Caliphate (feat. Vince Staples)\nDenzel Curry - SKED (Feat. Kenny Mason)\nCorey Taylor - We Are The Rest\nK.Flay - Punisher\nODESZA - In The Rain\nAri Abdul - BURY YOU\nSearows - I have more than enough\nSufjan Stevens - Will Anybody Ever Love Me?\nBecky G - QUERIDO ABUELO\n\u00c4yanna - Good Ex\ntobi lou & FARADA - Cobra\nRONNY J - EMOJI\ncharlieonnafriday - Undefeated\nAll Time Low - Fake As Hell (with Avril Lavigne)\nIsabel LaRosa - older\nVagabon - Lexicon\nAyra Starr - Rhythm & Blues\nSango - Masego's Interlude\ud83d\udd52\nShakey Graves - Century City\nSnail Mail - Easy Thing\nCory Asbury - Only Jesus for my Pain\nSebastian Yatra - Energ\u00eda Bacana\nBazzi - Doing Time\nbludnymph - ORAL HEX (spell on you)\nOdetari - HYPNOTIC DATA\nDON BROCO - Birthday Party\nVIC MENSA - $outhside Story ft. Common\nKiller Mike - YES!\nKevin Ross - Ain't Mine\nEKKSTACY & Trippie Redd - problems\nsombr - burner phone\nTanner Adell - Luke Combs\nHaley Blais - Body\nJamila Woods - Good News\nNEEDTOBREATHE - Fall On Me (feat. Carly Pearce)\nCharlotte Sands - use me\nCamelPhat & Ali Love - Compute\nRL Grime - Keep You (Close)\nShay Lia - ON THE LOW\nChencho Corleone - Good Times\nJuls, R2Bees, Sarkodie & KiDi - Unfortunately\ud83d\udd52\nShallow Alcove - Dream Song\nMali Velasquez - Shove\nCody Fry - Somebody To You (feat. Cory Wong)\nNasty C - Endless\nScarLip - No Statements\nCoco O. - Watching The News\nONE HOUSE - I'd Be Lying\ud83d\udd52\nMaple Glider - Two Years\nAlex Hall - Easy On A Heart\nMedium Build - Cuz of U\nStephen Wilson Jr. - Grief is Only Love\nAndy Grammer & Pentatonix - Expensive\nLeah Kate - Desperate\nDPR IAN - So I Danced\nPhora - Stay Beside Me\nCorinne Bailey Rae - He Will Follow You With His Eyes\nsalem ilese - Boys \"R\" Us\nKiNG MALA - never wanna know\nbby - money body\nPaul Wall & Termanology - Do It For The Ghetto (feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Lakeith Rashad)\nRalphie Choo & Paris Texas - WHIPCREAM\nSan Holo & Bipolar Sunshine - LIGHT ONLY\nSkream - My Body\ud83d\udd52\nAmira Elfeky - Coming Down\nskaiwater - good things", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6kQF79mjbOkvuRvg0J2XZv", "title":"Died And Came Back", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.674, "valence":0.431, "speechiness":0.0803, "fres":85.7143985849, "vocabComplex":0.4038461538, "sentenceLength":104.0, "avgSyllable":2.3395061728, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAh\nThis shit forever, I'm Lil Uzi Vert\nI can't stop goin'\nWoah\n[Chorus]\nRigatoni is not spaghetti\nRacks is not the same as fetti\nPills and the Casa' got me deady\nFuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready\nI'ma do everything you let me\nNo first class, I'm always on jetties\nPay everything cash, no, I don't do credit\nYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings\nRigatoni is not spaghetti\nRacks is not the same as fetti\nPills and the Casa' got me deady\nFuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready\nI'ma do everything you let me\nNo first class, I'm always on jetties\nPay everything cash, no, I don't do credit\nYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings\n[Post-Chorus]\nAh, I died and came back\nYour voice don't sound the same, get your range back\nWhen the fuck did they bring these lames back? (Lame)\nYou said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too, woah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7G0gBu6nLdhFDPRLc0HdDG", "title":"Mine (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.646, "valence":0.49, "speechiness":0.0356, "fres":87.8841666667, "vocabComplex":0.606741573, "sentenceLength":59.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.6824324324, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAh-ah, ah-ah\nAh-ah, ah-ah\n[Verse 1]\nYou were in college working part-time, waiting tables\nLeft a small town, never looked back\nI was a flight risk with a fear of falling\nWondering why we bother with love if it never lasts\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI say, \"Can you believe it?\"\nAs we're lying on the couch\nThe moment I could see it\nYes, yes, I can see it now\n[Chorus]\nDo you remember, we were sitting there by the water?\nYou put your arm around me for the first time\nYou made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter\nYou are the best thing that's ever been mine\n[Verse 2]\nFlash forward and we're taking on the world together\nAnd there's a drawer of my things at your place\nYou learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded\nYou say we'll never make my parents' mistakes", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"47yD0e9MCRIB8dgUXPfyW3", "title":"Pop Ur Sht", "artist":"21 Savage, Young Thug & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.86, "valence":0.29, "speechiness":0.0982, "fres":100.7454075775, "vocabComplex":0.5076923077, "sentenceLength":108.3333333333, "avgSyllable":1.9743589744, "lyrics":"[Intro: 21 Savage & \nFuture\n]\nHahaha\n (\nIf Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you\n)\nYeah, yeah\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage & \nYoung Thug\n]\nWatch on my wrist is a car lot (\nLet's go\n)\nLamb' truck talkin', it's a robot (\nSkrrt\n)\nAR-15 and it fold out (\nGrrah, grrah, grrah, grrah\n)\nPatek or the Richard when I go out (\nHold on\n)\nStone cold killer rockin' Goyard (\nGoyard\n)\nStone cold killer rockin' Gucci\nNew Jack City servin' Pookie (\nWhat?\n)\nRidin' in a Vert' with a Uzi (\nSkrrt\n)\nFour, five, six, nigga, double up (\nHold on\n)\nTook 'em on a movie, called it \"Bubble Gut\"\nBig dawg, we'll hit your gunners up (\nSlatt, dog\n)\nCome in first place, not the runner up\nCame from the bottom, but I made a lot of Ms\nI'ma buy a couple of cars just to fuck it up (\nFuck it up\n)\nI ain't never really been a fan of the games\nIf you spend the night with me, you gotta suck it up (\nHold on\n)\nMike Amiri jeans cost two thou' (\nTwo racks\n)\nSaint Laurent sw\u0435ater, that's a few thou' (\nNo cap\n)\nSavage got a lot of bad putas\nSo I keep liquor and hookah (\nWho, who?\n)\nI ain't givin' 12 no typ\u0435 of conversation\nBetter off tryin' to pull a tooth out (\nOn God\n)\nAnd I'm from the Eastside, better known as Afghan'\nNigga, we ain't really with the roo-rah (\nPop, pop\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6tNgRQ0K2NYZ0Rb9l9DzL8", "title":"Obsessed", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.683, "valence":0.697, "speechiness":0.0915, "fres":89.3097147147, "vocabComplex":0.4656862745, "sentenceLength":204.0, "avgSyllable":2.1753246753, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLa, da-da-da, da-da-la, la-da-da-da-da\nLa, da-da-da, da-da-da\n[Verse 1]\nIf I told you how much I think about her\nYou'd think I was in love\nAnd if you knew how much I looked at her pictures\nYou would think we're best friends\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause I know her star sign,\n I know her blood type\nI've seen every movie she's been in, and, oh, god, she's beautiful\nAnd I know you loved her, and I know I'm butthurt\nBut I can't help it, no, I can't help it\n[Chorus]\nI'm so obsessed with your ex (Uh-huh)\nI know she's been asleep on my side of your bed, and I can feel it\nI'm starin' at her like I wanna get hurt\nAnd I remember every detail you have ev\u0435r told me, so be careful, baby\n[Post-Chorus]\nI'm so obs\u0435ssed with your ex (Ah)\nYeah, I'm so obsessed with your ex (Ah)\nLa, da-da-da, da-da-da", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"39fKVWP7D9qAmkM8qjRQoC", "title":"Thang For You", "artist":"Rylo Rodriguez Featuring NoCap", "danceability":0.621, "valence":0.267, "speechiness":0.428, "fres":94.0236688312, "vocabComplex":0.4540816327, "sentenceLength":392.0, "avgSyllable":2.5772594752, "lyrics":"[Intro: Snoh Aalegra]\nI guess you wonder where I've been\nI searched to find a love within\nI came back to let you know\nGot a thing for you and I can't let go\nI guess you wonder where I've been\nI searched to find a love within\nI came back to let you know\nGot a thing for you and I can't let go\n[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]\nKnowin' I wasn't the only nigga you was fucking with\nWe goin' \nOT\n and comin' back, thinking we locked in, but still\nYou had let another nigga come and get you pregnant\nI was hopin' one day me and you could have a kid, for real\nSeen you rock the Carti', know you really worth a Richard Mille\nWe was in the condo, now I see you 'bout to get a crib\nAbout that dollar mondo, probably why you never took me serious\nPut it in her mouth and she ain't take it out, she on her period\nAfter all we been through, we got to go our separate ways now\nSoon as I send the flight, you took a picture of the shuttle\nTryna depart your plane, you go to the baggage claim\nHave the driver waiting for you at the lower level\nDon't listen to them hoes, they lyin', you should know better\nYou should know them hoes be just fans, like Coachella\nComin' on demand, every time we fuck, we need a remote\nFly out to France, we be tryna learn a different lingo\nGot friends who went around the world for love\nAnd they couldn't never find what they dreamed of\nMesmerized knowin' it ain't right, but that shit feel good\nSayin' I won't fuck with you no more, I probably still would\nPay your car note for a year straight and we head out on a lil' date, and we gon' fuck at her place\nGo sleep with your friends, let her show off for her birthday\nJust 'cause I ain't got you don't mean that I forgot you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6PmqCt2fO80OojY5eGS2X3", "title":"Mr Pot Scraper", "artist":"BossMan Dlow", "danceability":0.782, "valence":0.304, "speechiness":0.274, "fres":89.4966666667, "vocabComplex":0.3801452785, "sentenceLength":103.75, "avgSyllable":1.9752650177, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nYeah\n(\nKing Nathan with another one\n)\nBig Za\n[Chorus]\nLeft pocket full of pink fifties, right pocket got blues in it (Beep, beep, beep)\nPlug sendin' them packs to me, I know what to do with it (Brrt)\nThousand-dollar shoes, I'm walkin' on a damn ounce (Nigga)\nHe ain't runnin' up a bag, he runnin' his damn mouth (Pussy)\nI'm Mr. Swang a Door (Yeah), Mr. Beat the Road, huh (Yeah)\nTwo thousand on a coat (Nigga), steppin' on they throat (Nigga)\nI'm Mr. Ride Foreign (Ride Foreign), I'm Mr. Ain't Goin' (No)\nHe Mr. Pump Faker, I'm Mr. Pot Scraper\n[Verse]\nThe way I'm drivin' the\u2014, I just might wreck or somethin' (Yoom)\nWhy would I chase a bitch? I can go chase a check or somethin' (Nigga)\nYou ain't talkin' 'bout no money, nigga, burn up, nigga (Burn up, nigga)\nFuckin' with the yeah got me turnt up, nigga (Yeah)\nNigga too slippery, walk in the club and make a mess (Yeah)\nThey thought a nigga was sweatin', all this water on my chest (Bling)\nYeah, I want M's, nigga, I ain't settlin' for less (No)\nI ain't DJ Khaled, baby, but you know we the best (We the best, baby)\nNigga, I ain't fuckin' off, I done seen a hundred ball (Nigga)\nFlip phone\u2014, trap doin' somersaults (Trap)\nNigga, I ain't fuckin' off, I done seen a hundred ball (Nigga)\nFlip phone\u2014, trap doin' somersaults (Yeah)\nTrap doin' hurdles, nigga, your phone like a turtle, nigga\nYou is not no fuckin' boss, you know you a worker, nigga\nI'm a fuckin' splurger, nigga, I'm a dope server, nigga\nReal street nigga, foreign whip swerver, nigga (Yoom)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0fyP96TikhD9sM4eKqw5Yp", "title":"Dangerous", "artist":"21 Savage, Lil Durk & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.755, "valence":0.575, "speechiness":0.277, "fres":103.3667391304, "vocabComplex":0.3884514436, "sentenceLength":95.25, "avgSyllable":1.75, "lyrics":"[Intro: 21 Lil Harold & \n21 Savage\n]\nBaby, don't be slurpin' when my buddy get out, baby (\nWoah, woah\n)\nJust back up, like (\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\n)\nDon't be nut-holding (\nWoah, woah\n)\nAnd for all you fuck niggas (\nWoah, woah\n)\nStay out\u205fthe\u205fway\u205f(\nWoah, woah, woah\n)\nOn\u205fGod (\nWoah, woah\n)\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nI'm\u205fin the Jeep with the doors off (21)\nShe in my spot with her clothes off (21)\nShot to the face, he dozed off (21)\nSpinned they block and we rode off (21)\nOh, you wanna speak on CJ? (21) I'ma come knock your bros off (21)\nRun around like you steppin' on shit, fuck it, we just gon' cut his toes off (21)\nI don't even got no face, my face burnt\nEmpty your pockets, you buck on a robbery, you get your face burnt (21)\nI'm with them youngins, they love to spin, them lil' niggas stay turnt (21)\nI ain't goin' back and forth with no bitch, said I'ma chase her (21, 21)\n[Chorus: 21 Savage & \nLil Durk\n]\nPop up out that cut (21), fuck it, drop your nuts (21)\nHe was smokin'\u2014 okay, he got touched (21)\nDraw down on your man (21), boy, you b\u0435tter not clutch (21)\nEvery time th\u0435y shit get spinned, they blamin' us (21)\nWhere they hood at, twin? Let's go flame it up (21)\nNiggas lyin' 'bout the score, they need to hang it up (21)\nYou gon' get your Glock took tryna hang with us (21, \nman, what?\n)\nI grew up on the Eastside where it's dangerous (\nSmurk\n, facts)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4tMzIAFTFdqGBQLdfbPces", "title":"Haunted (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.427, "valence":0.355, "speechiness":0.0619, "fres":95.0816304348, "vocabComplex":0.5151515152, "sentenceLength":198.0, "avgSyllable":2.843373494, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou and I walk a fragile line\nI have known it all this time\nBut I never thought I'd live to see it break\nIt's getting dark and it's all so quiet\nAnd I can't trust anything now\nAnd it's coming over you like it's all a big mistake\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, holding my breath\nWon't lose you again\nSomething's made your eyes go cold\n[Chorus]\nCome on, come on, don't leave me like this\nI thought I had you figured out\nSomething's gone terribly wrong\nYou're all I wanted\nCome on, come on, don't leave me like this\nI thought I had you figured out\nCan't breathe whenever you're gone\nCan't turn back now, I'm haunted\n[Verse 2]\nStood there and watched you walk away\nFrom everything we had\nBut I still mean every word I said to you\nHe will try to take away my pain\nAnd he just might make me smile\nBut the whole time, I'm wishing he was you instead", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"293QwzG48nRXlqk5lGDUbw", "title":"Keep It Low", "artist":"Moneybagg Yo Featuring Future", "danceability":0.786, "valence":0.168, "speechiness":0.0976, "fres":97.0645594995, "vocabComplex":0.4537815126, "sentenceLength":178.5, "avgSyllable":2.0808823529, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nSkyDiddy\n)\n(\nDrop that shit, T-Head\n)\n[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]\nYeah (Hold up), park the Rolls truck (Skrrt)\nWhy not pull up Lambo' car and pop it with the doors up? (Low)\nThis shit got colossal, I got models tryna pay me to fuck (Hahaha)\nTell her the price done went up (Up)\nIt's gon' cost more than a buck\nKnow that shit gon' be hot, it got my name on this chronic\nDrivin' slow now, but this car go zero to sixty if I punch it\nShe wake up and munch it\nLet me pull your hair, take off that bonnet (Uh)\nDon't catch me speakin' on no M, nigga, you ain't gon' know if I done done it\nOr done sent it\nI'm celebratin' what I accomplished, I'ma pop it constantly (Constantly)\nFlew this bad bitch in from London, she like how I'm comin' (Bad)\nDressin' snazzy, talkin' country, got her hooked on phonics (Throwed)\nCall me toxic, but she can't keep me from out her stomach (Lov\u0435 that shit)\n[Chorus: Future & \nMoneybagg Yo\n]\nI got all these hoes r\u0435questin' toxic dick (Safe)\nFuckin' her for years, she can't post my pic (She can't)\nFive deep, ridin' around with ten stick (Ten stick)\nSlide through, come back, hit your bitch (Come)\nYeah, I got all these hoes requestin' toxic dick\n (\nIt's all they want\n)\nFuckin' her for years, better not post a pic\n (\nShe better not do it\n)\nFinger itchin', tryna hit somethin' with that switch\n (\nFrrt, frrt\n)\nSlide through, come back, took your bitch\n (\nGone\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"59KOoHFcw5XfICnO57holu", "title":"Last Kiss (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.55, "valence":0.16, "speechiness":0.0276, "fres":96.1019843234, "vocabComplex":0.5247933884, "sentenceLength":121.0, "avgSyllable":2.6153846154, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI still remember the look on your face\nLit through the darkness at 1:58\nThe words that you whispered for just us to know\nYou told me you loved me, so why did you go away?\nAway\nI do recall now, the smell of the rain\nFresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane\nThat July ninth, the beat of your heart\nIt jumps through your shirt, I can still feel your arms\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut now I'll go\nSit on the floor wearin' your clothes\nAll that I know is I don't know\nHow to be somethin' you miss\n[Chorus]\nI never thought we'd have a last kiss\nI never imagined we'd end like this\nYour name, forever the name on my lips\n[Verse 2]\nI do remember the swing of your step\nThe life of the party, you're showin' off again\nAnd I'd roll my eyes and then you'd pull me in\nI'm not much for dancin', but for you, I did\nBecause I love your handshake meetin' my father\nI love how you walk with your hands in your pockets\nHow you'd kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something\nThere's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ve0kuaWUCt4Zx8x4bf1MR", "title":"Wonderland (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.462, "valence":0.337, "speechiness":0.0555, "fres":92.3405, "vocabComplex":0.5914634146, "sentenceLength":32.8, "avgSyllable":2.6870229008, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nFlashin' lights\nAnd we took a wrong turn\nAnd we fell down a rabbit hole\nYou held on tight to me\n\u2019Cause nothing's as it seems\nAnd spinning out of control\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDidn't they tell us, \"Don\u2019t rush into things\"?\nDidn't you flash your green eyes at me?\nHaven't you heard what becomes of curious minds?\nOoh, didn't it all seem new and excitin'?\nI felt your arms twistin' around me\nI should have slept with one eye open at night\n[Chorus]\nWe found Wonderland, you and I got lost in it\nAnd we pretended it could last forever, eh\nWe found Wonderland, you and I got lost in it\nAnd life was never worse, but nev\u0435r better, eh, \u0435h\n[Post-Chorus]\nIn Wonderland\nIn Wonderland\nIn Wonderland\nIn Wonderland", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1xzi1Jcr7mEi9K2RfzLOqS", "title":"Cuff It", "artist":"Beyonce", "danceability":0.78, "valence":0.642, "speechiness":0.141, "fres":88.4868932584, "vocabComplex":0.3346456693, "sentenceLength":63.5, "avgSyllable":2.1420765027, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI feel like fallin' in love (Fallin\u2019 in love)\nI'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up (Tonight, I\u2019m fuckin' somethin' up, baby)\nI need some drink in my cup (I need a\u205fdrink),\u205fhey\u205f(Pour me a\u205fdrink)\nI'm in the\u205fmood to fuck somethin' up (I'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI wanna go missin', I need a prescription\nI wanna go higher, can I sit on top of you? (Oh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)\nI wanna go where nobody\u2019s been (I wanna go where nobody\u2019s been)\nHave you ever had fun like this? Oh, woah (Have you ever had fun? Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nWe gon' fuck up the night, black lights\nSpaceships fly, yeah (Spaceships fly)\nUnapologetic when we fuck up the night, fuck up the night\nWe gettin\u2019 fucked up tonight\nWe gon' fuck up the night\n[Post-Chorus]\nBet you you'll see far\nBet you you'll see stars\nBet you you\u2019ll elevate\nBet you you'll meet God\n'Cause I feel like fallin' in love\nI'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up\n'Cause we gon' fuck up the night", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1fKT7RUtOf4xNEqctEFe5L", "title":"Barbie Dangerous", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.86, "valence":0.83, "speechiness":0.327, "fres":96.8262346179, "vocabComplex":0.5958333333, "sentenceLength":120.0, "avgSyllable":2.4568527919, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\n28Shit\n)\nAyo\n[Verse 1]\nBarbie dangerous\nWeak bitches don't endanger us\nYou are over, you ain't in range of us\n'Cause I won, won, won, won, angel numbers\nSplash in some Burberry rain boots\nLookin' like every designer fave muse\nFront row, next to the who's who\nTryna build another Barbie doll, screw's loose\nName a rapper that could channel Big Poppa and push out Papa Bear\nHo, I'm mother of the year\nEvery summer, I come out to walk bitches, make 'em disappear\nBut to me, it's just another year\nShe ain't got that kind of flair, let me see what I'ma wear\nThey gon' copy,\n \nI'ma wear Moncler\nHeavy on the arch (Facts), he was hittin' from the back\nThen \nhe asked was all this my hair,\n um, yeah\n[Chorus]\nSpit your game, pop your shit\nFace on pretty, ass stay thick\nBeef with who? She got the right one\nAll these rap bitches, ain't got to like none\nKitty on fleek, I got the tight one\nPink one taken, I got the white one\nThese rap bitches you like is my sons\nStill gon' run this rap shit when I'm done", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3ZEno9fORwMA1HPecdLi0R", "title":"Happy", "artist":"NF", "danceability":0.732, "valence":0.221, "speechiness":0.0415, "fres":94.8415030233, "vocabComplex":0.6077348066, "sentenceLength":181.0, "avgSyllable":2.6753246753, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nDear God, please\nHear me out, I know it's been a couple years\nSince I've reached\nOut and said hello\n, I bet You're wondering\nWhy I keep\nObsessing on and stressin' all the little things\nWhen I should be\nLiving life and soaking up the memories\nI know I've been selfish, I have\nNo excuse to give You, it's true\nHanging by a thread's how I live\nI don't know why, but I feel more comfortable\n[Chorus]\nLivin' in my agony\nWatchin' my self-esteem\nGo up in flames, acting like I don't\nCare what anyone else thinks\nWhen I know truthfully\nThat that's the furthest thing from how I\nFeel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya\nTo pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in\nThe truth is I need help, but I just can't imagine\nWho I'd be if I was happy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"30Y4CV7A6YqtQtTTo7Ue4j", "title":"Mean (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.524, "valence":0.621, "speechiness":0.0369, "fres":92.9922899885, "vocabComplex":0.5252525253, "sentenceLength":99.0, "avgSyllable":2.75, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou, with your words like knives\nAnd swords and weapons that you use against me\nYou have knocked me off my feet again\nGot me feelin' like a nothing\nYou, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard\nCalling me out when I'm wounded\nYou, pickin' on the weaker man\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWell, you can take me down\nWith just one single blow\nBut you don't know what you don't know\n[Chorus]\nSomeday, I'll be livin' in a big ole city\nAnd all you're ever gonna be is mean\nSomeday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me\nAnd all you're ever gonna be is mean\nWhy you gotta be so mean?\n[Verse 2]\nYou, with your switching sides\nAnd your wildfire lies and your humiliation\nYou have pointed out my flaws again\nAs if I don't already see them\nI walk with my head down, trying to block you out\n'Cause I'll never impress you\nI just wanna feel okay again", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6V1TqJxtw3P0ouCKICvl9l", "title":"Novacandy", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.419, "valence":0.0964, "speechiness":0.0586, "fres":81.3419626866, "vocabComplex":0.6335403727, "sentenceLength":161.0, "avgSyllable":2.8768115942, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nNovacandy\nAnesthesia\nAdenosine, uh\nAnd that's my favorite girl\n[Chorus]\nNo, I never felt anything better than this\nYou can tell by the look on my face\nNothin' lasts forever, so I look at my wrist\nDopamine overdose\nNo, I never felt anything better than this\nI would give up my tongue for a taste\nEven though I know it's catch-and-release\nDopamine overdose\n[Verse 1]\nPut on my old coat, and I found new drugs\nWanna thank young me for gettin' me fucked up\nAnd a distant relative just bit the dust\nSomehow I'm in the will for a million bucks\nAnd baby, I just won a free fuckin' trip to Disneyland\nI just got a second blue check on Instagram\nOh, and it feels so good tonight\nLet's act like we're never gonna get it back", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3OHfY25tqY28d16oZczHc8", "title":"Kill Bill", "artist":"SZA", "danceability":0.644, "valence":0.43, "speechiness":0.0351, "fres":94.1451498127, "vocabComplex":0.5113122172, "sentenceLength":110.5, "avgSyllable":2.5163043478, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'm still a fan even though I was salty\nHate to see you with some other broad, know you happy\nHate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm so mature, I'm so mature\nI'm so mature, I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men\nI don't want none, I just want you\nIf I can't have you, no one should\n[Chorus]\nI might\nI might kill my ex, not the best idea\nHis new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?\nI might kill my ex, I still love him though\nRather be in jail than alone\n[Verse 2]\nI get the sense that it's a lost cause\nI get the sense that you might really love her\nThis text gon' be evidence, this text is evidence\nI tried to ration with you, no murders or crime of passion\n, but damn\nYou was out of reach\nYou was at the farmer's market with your perfect peach\nNow I'm in the basement plannin' home invasion\nNow you layin' face-down, got me singin' over a beat", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2IGMVunIBsBLtEQyoI1Mu7", "title":"Paint The Town Red", "artist":"Doja Cat", "danceability":0.868, "valence":0.732, "speechiness":0.174, "fres":104.0592857143, "vocabComplex":0.3818181818, "sentenceLength":165.0, "avgSyllable":2.2222222222, "lyrics":"[Intro: Dionne Warwick]\nBy\nWalk on by\nWalk on by\nWalk on by\nWalk on by\n[Chorus: Doja Cat]\nYeah, bitch, I said what I said\nI'd rather be famous instead\nI let all that get to my head\nI don\u2019t care, I paint the town red\nBitch, I said what I said\nI'd rather be famous instead\nI let all that get to my head\nI don't care, I paint the town red\n[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]\nMm, she the devil\nShe a bad lil\u2019 bitch, she a rebel\nShe put her foot to the pedal\nIt'll take a whole lot for me to settle\nMm, she the devil\nShe a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel\nShe put her foot to the pedal\nIt'll take a whole lot for me to settle (Yeah, yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6usohdchdzW9oML7VC4Uhk", "title":"Lose Control", "artist":"Teddy Swims", "danceability":0.561, "valence":0.242, "speechiness":0.0337, "fres":96.4271792746, "vocabComplex":0.5020080321, "sentenceLength":83.0, "avgSyllable":2.5050505051, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nSomething's got a hold of me lately\nNo, I don\u2019t know myself anymore\nFeels like the walls are all closin' in\nAnd the devil's knockin\u2019 at my door, woah\nOut of my mind, how many times did I tell you\nI'm no good at bein' alone?\nYeah, it's taken a toll on me, tryin' my best to keep\nFrom tearin' the skin off my bones, don't you know\n[Chorus]\nI lose control\nWhen you're not next to me\nI\u2019m fallin\u2019 apart right in front of you, can't you see?\nI lose control\nWhen you\u2019re not next to me, mhm\nYeah, you're breakin' my heart, baby\nYou make a mess of me\n[Verse 2]\nProblematic\nThe problem is I want your body like a fiend, like a bad habit\nBad habits hard to break when I'm with you\nYeah, I know I can do it on my own\nBut I want that real full-moon black magic and it takes two\nProblematic\nThe problem is when I\u2019m with you I'm an addict\nAnd I need some relief, my skin and your teeth\nCan't see the forest through the trees\nGot me down on my knees, darlin', please, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1OjmlSFuzYflWjSMTCyTJv", "title":"Like It's Christmas", "artist":"Jonas Brothers", "danceability":0.725, "valence":0.61, "speechiness":0.102, "fres":90.0546121186, "vocabComplex":0.4408163265, "sentenceLength":245.0, "avgSyllable":2.6818181818, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nDum-dum-dum-dum\n[Verse 1: Nick Jonas]\nThere's snow on the ground, love in the air, sleigh bells are ringin'\nThis is what\u2005it's\u2005all about, the\u2005fire is warm, the angels are\u2005singin'\n[Pre-Chorus: Nick Jonas \nwith Joe Jonas\n]\nAnd I don't wanna miss a single thing\nDon't wanna put an end to all this cheer\nBut as long as you're with me\nIt's always that time of the year\n[Chorus: Joe Jonas \nwith Nick Jonas\n]\nYou make everyday feel like it's Christmas, \nnever wanna stop\nFeelin' like the first thing on your wishlist, \nright up at the top\nI can't deny what I'm feelin' inside\nNothin' fake about the way you bring me to life\nYou make everyday feel like it's Christmas\nEveryday that I'm with you\n[Verse 2: Joe Jonas with \nNick Jonas\n]\nLook at the lights, twinklin' bright twenty-four\/seven\nEvery inch\n of Central Park is covered in white, this could be heaven\n[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas \nwith Nick Jonas\n]\nAnd I don't wanna\n miss a single thing\nDon't wanna put an \nend to all this cheer\nBut as long as you're with me\nIt's always that time of the year, yeah (Woo)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0bYg9bo50gSsH3LtXe2SQn", "title":"All I Want For Christmas Is You", "artist":"Mariah Carey", "danceability":0.336, "valence":0.35, "speechiness":0.0384, "fres":100.1858333333, "vocabComplex":0.3961038961, "sentenceLength":154.0, "avgSyllable":2.9015151515, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI don't want a lot for Christmas\nThere is just one thing I need\nI don't care about the presents\nUnderneath the Christmas tree\nI just want you for my own\nMore than you could ever know\nMake my wish come true\nAll I want for Christmas is you, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nI don't want a lot for Christmas\nThere is just one thing I need (And I)\nDon't care about the presents\nUnderneath the Christmas tree\nI don't need to hang my stocking\nThere upon the fireplace (Ah)\nSanta Claus won't make me happy\nWith a toy on Christmas Day\n[Chorus]\nI just want you for my own (Ooh)\nMore than you could ever know (Ooh)\nMake my wish come true\nAll I want for Christmas is you\nYou, baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3h5TiWTqGxjSjFrbruPFH9", "title":"Praise Jah In The Moonlight", "artist":"YG Marley", "danceability":0.66, "valence":0.418, "speechiness":0.0441, "fres":94.8924662966, "vocabComplex":0.3918575064, "sentenceLength":131.0, "avgSyllable":2.2012987013, "lyrics":"[Intro: Bob Marley]\nThey say the sun shines for all\nBut in some people world, it never shine at all\n[Chorus: YG Marley]\nThese roads of flames are catching on fire\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah\nShowed you I loved you, you called me a liar\nOh, no-no, no, no, no\n[Verse 1: YG Marley]\nBaby, tell me where you gone, gone, gone?\nI've been fiendin' for your love so long\nWe can praise Jah in the moonlight\nBaby, if you with me, better do right\nAnd I've been gone too long\nAnd I'm hoping that you sing my songs (Sing my songs)\nI've been on this road for way too long\nI've been hoping that we all get along\n[Chorus: YG Marley]\nThese roads of flames are catching on fire\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah\nShowed you I loved you, you called me a liar\n[Verse 2: YG Marley]\nGive Jah the thanks and praises\nI've been on my own, own, own\nBut we ain't never left alone, 'lone, 'lone\nAnd if I'm tellin' you the feeling is wrong\nRelax a little, friend, this won't take too long\nAnd when you're feeling alone\nYou can call my phone\nIs there a better way to go?\nTeach them something before they lose their soul\nOh, no-no, no, freedom is the road\nOh, no-no, no, coming in from the cold\nTell them not to sell it, it's worth more than gold\nAnd guiltiness will catch them in the end\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nThey'll try to manipulate you through your pockets\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah\nNow you're gonna bring the funk with the optic, with the vision\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah\nTrying to control your soul and take control (Oh, no-no, no)\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah\nNo we don't play that game right here to win power\nAh, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6VdBDm20nkyk6A29P785aJ", "title":"Checkmate", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.731, "valence":0.445, "speechiness":0.0979, "fres":92.5865644769, "vocabComplex":0.4147058824, "sentenceLength":68.0, "avgSyllable":2.3884892086, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLost in my feelings, running out of love\nSometimes, I get in my feelings\nIt's sometimes, in my feelings, yeah\nLike, this shit really like War Dogs, you know?\nJust through that life with all these cuts and bruises and scars\nI'm the Michael Corleone of this shit, you know?\n[Verse 1]\nOkay, lost in my feelings, running out of love\nSometimes, I get in my feelings when codeine in my blood\nMost times, I be trippin', reminiscin' 'bout us\nBut I gotta stand on business, ten toes no matter what\nYou know life is like a chess game, gotta think it through (Yeah, yeah)\nGotta make your next move your best move\nAnd what's happenin', Uncle Dee? I probably never could repay you (What up?)\nHelped me chase my dream, found my dream and went major\nAnd these niggas haters, shot my whole truck up\nBeef, we ain't squashin', never gettin' fucked up\nAnd I really fuck with bruh, hope he got the message I sent\nIt's on the floor, stay out the car with them jits\n[Chorus]\nSo many war wounds, so many nights all alone\nGod blessed a child that could hold his own\nAnd you can wave your white flag all you want (You want)\nI want you to know\nI'ma pay you back for that one\nI'ma pay you back for that one (Yeah, yeah)\nI gotta pay you back for that one\nI'ma pay you back for that one (That one)\nPay you back for that one (Yeah)\nI'ma pay you back for that one\nI gotta pay you back for that one\nI'ma get you back for that one, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0lizgQ7Qw35od7CYaoMBZb", "title":"Santa Tell Me", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.525, "valence":0.591, "speechiness":0.116, "fres":99.3553321678, "vocabComplex":0.4416666667, "sentenceLength":240.0, "avgSyllable":2.7277227723, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nSanta, tell me if you're really there\nDon't make me fall in love again if he won't be here next year\nSanta, tell me if he really cares\n'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here next year\n[Verse 1]\nFeeling Christmas all around\nAnd I'm trying to play it cool\nBut it's hard to focus when I see him walking 'cross the room\n\"Let It Snow\" is blasting out\nBut I won't get in the mood\nI'm avoiding every mistletoe until I know it's\n[Pre-Chorus]\nTrue love that he thinks of\nSo next Christmas I'm not all alone, boy\n[Chorus]\nSanta, tell me if you're really there\nDon't make me fall in love again if he won't be here next year\nSanta, tell me if he really cares\n'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here next year\n[Verse 2]\nI've been down this road before\nFell in love on Christmas night\nBut on New Year's Day, I woke up and he wasn't by my side\nNow I need someone to hold\nBe my fire in the cold\nBut it's hard to tell if this is just a fling or if it's", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1TE8AAk9koG0UJco6ZAUfx", "title":"Rock And A Hard Place", "artist":"Bailey Zimmerman", "danceability":0.582, "valence":0.394, "speechiness":0.0275, "fres":91.578961039, "vocabComplex":0.6071428571, "sentenceLength":56.0, "avgSyllable":2.6212121212, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWe've been swingin\u2019 and missin'\nIt ain't broke yet, but damn, it needs fixin\u2019\nBeen a while since your kiss felt like kissin'\nIt's just different\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWe've been talkin' 'bout forever since we been together\nSomethin' 'bout a ring makes you think we\u2019re better\nOff with all this, but we\u2019re caught in-between\n[Chorus]\nA rock and a hard place\nRed wine and mistakes\nTears rollin' down your face\nWhen I walked out that door\nThat\u2019s when I lost it\nMidnight in Austin\nDamn, I'm \nexhausted\nWhat the hell's this all for?\nIs this where it m\u0435nds or it breaks?\nBetween a rock and a hard place\n[Verse 2]\nFor th\u0435 record (Shit)\nThrowin' in the towel takes some effort\nSo I\u2019d rather ride it out for better weather\nTogether", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Lo0QY9cvc8sUB2vnIOxDT", "title":"Fast Car", "artist":"Luke Combs", "danceability":0.712, "valence":0.67, "speechiness":0.0262, "fres":94.868830684, "vocabComplex":0.5797101449, "sentenceLength":207.0, "avgSyllable":2.7877094972, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou got a fast car\nAnd I want a ticket to anywhere\nMaybe we make a deal\nMaybe together we can get somewhere\nAny place is better\nStartin' from zero, got nothin' to lose\nMaybe we'll make something\nMe, myself, I got nothin' to prove\n[Verse 2]\nYou got a fast car\nAnd I got a plan to get us out of here\nI've been workin' at the convenience store\nManaged to save just a little bit of money\nWon't have to drive too far\nJust across th\u0435 border and into the city\nAnd you and I can both get jobs\nFinally see what it m\u0435ans to be livin'\n[Verse 3]\nSee, my old man's got a problem\nHe live in the bottle, that's the way it is\nHe said his body's too old for working\nHis body's too young to look like his\nSo Mama went off and left him\nShe wanted more from life than he could give\nI said, \"Somebody's gotta take care of him\"\nSo I quit school and that's what I did", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2i2gDpKKWjvnRTOZRhaPh2", "title":"Moonlight", "artist":"Kali Uchis", "danceability":0.639, "valence":0.878, "speechiness":0.0532, "fres":83.6438803366, "vocabComplex":0.337398374, "sentenceLength":246.0, "avgSyllable":2.3894230769, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI just wanna get high with my lover\nVeo una mu\u00f1eca cuando miro en el espejo\nKiss, kiss, looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight\nI just wanna ride, get high in the moonlight\nI just wanna get high with my lover\nVeo una mu\u00f1eca cuando miro en el espejo\nKiss, kiss, looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight\nI just wanna ride, get high in the moonlight\n[Verse 1]\nForget the small talk\nThe surface level ain't much that I care for\nPutting on my lip gloss\nI saw you stare from my peripheral, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBaby, it's been a hell of a day\nBut I know a place we can escape\nFind out how it feels to let go of everything, be free\nWhen you're here with me\n[Chorus]\nI just wanna get high with my lover\nVeo una mu\u00f1eca cuando miro en el espejo\nKiss, kiss, looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight\nI just wanna ride, get high in the moonlight\nI just wanna get high with my lover\nVeo una mu\u00f1eca cuando miro en el espejo\nKiss, kiss, looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight\nI just wanna ride, get high in the moonlight", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6WKh2qSTswuv8QG60Wu29F", "title":"Bottom", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.926, "valence":0.232, "speechiness":0.047, "fres":98.2401680672, "vocabComplex":0.5505617978, "sentenceLength":267.0, "avgSyllable":2.4112149533, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nRun that back, Turbo\n)\n[Chorus]\nCame from the bottom\nNow the fans, they spot him (Woah, woah)\nTalk of the topic\nCan't even stop it (Woah, woah)\nLot of you copyin'\nHere for the profits (Woah, woah)\nFind you a hobby\n'Cause it's bread on your noggin'\n[Verse 1]\nI'm lettin' the energy build up\nThen show these lil' niggas you brick tough\nGot the order in, nigga, we K'd up\nIt's a whole different way you was raised up\nAin't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts\nTalkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust\nI can have them boys leakin' out \nred stuff\nNiggas saweetie (Sweet)\nNever could be me\nNot the boy with the orange Lamborghini\nYeah, the one match the hat to the beanie (Woah, woah)\n'Bout to eat it, I'm greedy\nIn the coupe with my name in the seating\nAnd you ain't seen it\nYou ain't seen it\nI say fuck you, you know that I mean it\nI don't care to hear none of your grievance\nHit me up, Gunna back takin' meetings\nSittin' back, but prepare for a reason\nTold my dog, \"Let's get back to this eatin'\"\nI was broke, but I still kept it decent\nNow we way over decent", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7ry34dFOuoK2c5GoYWWsl3", "title":"Nostalgia", "artist":"Rod Wave & Wet", "danceability":0.498, "valence":0.707, "speechiness":0.157, "fres":82.1763157895, "vocabComplex":0.4931880109, "sentenceLength":61.1666666667, "avgSyllable":2.6750788644, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Wet]\nWhere did the day go?\nI never get to see you\nAnd I never get to feel you, ooh\nAn ocean between us\nThe feeling below us\nWatch as the distance\nLeads to the fallout\nThe sun is settin' now\nSomewhere in the back of your mind\nThe leaves are fallin' down\nAnd I cling to the vine\nWhere did the day go?\nI never get to see you\nI never get to feel you, ooh\n[Verse: Rod Wave]\nUh, damn, youngin, where have you been? Swear it been a minut\u0435\nOn a late flight from Dallas, on the way back to the city\nTryna balanc\u0435 out my life, I been so booked and busy\nDisconnected from the trenches, but my heart forever in it\nI'm still in this motherfucker with the ones I started with\nI don't need no brand-new friends, only partnerships\nI don't want no fairy tale Instagram model chick\nI don't have the time for the party and the arguin'\n'Member them small clubs? Hole in the wall clubs\nFive-hundred-dollar backends in all dubs\nThese days, it ain't the same, everything done changed\nYoungin get up on stage, seven-fifty for his pain\nAt the basketball arena, but they here for the Wave\nThis motherfucker packed like a playoff game\nAll the women in my life could easily feel a distance\nWhat's the point of havin' my heart if my mind busy?\nAll these niggas claimin' it's love, but I don't get it\nI don't never ever feel love, only tension\nUsed to look up to rappers, but arrivin' what did it\nAin't no friends in this business, cutthroat competition\nLot of niggas get inside this position and lose the vision\nSo I'm focused more than ever, been grindin' like we ain't winnin'\nI was stuck inside that bottom with problems, gettin' evicted\nNow it's back-to-back tours two summers for sixty million", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6d3QUBsiAw3aZI6F2mMhzk", "title":"Wildflowers And Wild Horses", "artist":"Lainey Wilson", "danceability":0.442, "valence":0.34, "speechiness":0.0378, "fres":87.4270454545, "vocabComplex":0.6796875, "sentenceLength":128.0, "avgSyllable":3.0964912281, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWildflowers\nWild horses\n[Verse 1]\nIn the middle of the night\nI hear a corn field coyote cry\nUp at the moon no matter what\nSky I'm laying under\nIn the eye of a hurricane\nWhen I got one foot in the grave\nI'll dig my boots into the dirt\nAnd face the rolling thunder\n[Chorus]\nI'm five generations\nOf blazing a trail\nThrough barbed wired valleys and overgrown dells\nI'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails\nWhoa-ooh-oh, ooh-oh\nI'm four fifths of reckless\nAnd one fifth of jack\nI push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks\nYeah, my kinda crazy's still running its courses\nWith wildflowers and wild horses", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4iZ4pt7kvcaH6Yo8UoZ4s2", "title":"Snooze", "artist":"SZA", "danceability":0.559, "valence":0.392, "speechiness":0.132, "fres":97.53475, "vocabComplex":0.4379310345, "sentenceLength":145.0, "avgSyllable":2.4285714286, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOoh\nI think I know\n[Verse 1]\nI'll touch that fire for you\nI do that three, four times again, I testify for you\nI told that lie, I'd kill that bitch\nI do what all of them around you scared to do, I'm not\nLong as you juggin' out here for me, I got it\nMobbin', schemin', lootin', hide your bodies\nLong as you dreamin' 'bout me, ain't no problem\nI don't got nobody, just with you right now\nTell the truth, I look better under you\n[Chorus]\nI can't lose when I'm with you\nHow can I snooze and miss the moment?\nYou just too important\nNobody do body like you do\nI can't lose when I'm with you\nI can't just snooze and miss the moment\nYou just too important\nNobody do body like you do, you do\n[Verse 2]\nIn a droptop ride with you, I feel like Scarface (Scarface)\nLike that white bitch with the bob, I'll be your main one (Your main one)\nL\u0435t's take this argument back up to my place (My plac\u0435)\nSex remind you I'm nonviolent, I'm your day one (Day one)\nWe ain't have shit yet, it was magic, yeah\nSmash and grab shit, yeah\nNasty habits take a hold when you not here\nAin't a home when you not here\nHard to grow when you not here, I'm sayin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2USW8uFqLToqFKSVXDOEN8", "title":"Aint Gotta Dollar", "artist":"Oliver Anthony Music", "danceability":0.703, "valence":0.343, "speechiness":0.0364, "fres":99.5659299517, "vocabComplex":0.5859375, "sentenceLength":128.0, "avgSyllable":2.8260869565, "lyrics":"Well I ain't gotta dollar\nBut I don't need a dime\nI've got a little spot in the country\nWhere I spend all of my time\nAnd when the sun goes down\nOn this itty bitty town\nWe can light up a bowl n' pass it around\nCause I ain't gotta dollar\nBut I don't need a dime\nWell the rain could be pouring\nOr the sun shining down\nLong as my ole truck still fires on up\nAnd there's crops growing in the ground\nWe'll have to pick some muscadine\nRight off the vines\nGet a little yeast and make a little wine\nCause I ain't gotta dollar\nBut I don't need a dime", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1DAibqbopEYULPEtE8WHTE", "title":"What Would Pluto Do", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.832, "valence":0.473, "speechiness":0.116, "fres":94.8173170732, "vocabComplex":0.45, "sentenceLength":75.0, "avgSyllable":2.0124481328, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Drake & \nLil Yachty\n]\nDamn, okay (\nYeah\n)\nI been out the way in a cut, it's been a minute (\nBeen a minute\n)\nWorkin' on a album, now it's finished\nLast time I saw her, she was fuckin' with my nigga\nSo the question is, the question is (\nYeah\n)\nWhat would Pluto do? He'd fuck the ho, so I did it (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nWhat would Pluto do? He'd fuck the ho, so I did it (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nWhat would Pluto do? He definitely fuckin' on this ho, ayy\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nWigglin' back into my old ways\n, ayy\nBunch of sedatives, hypnotics in my system, okay\nLife is goin' just how I predicted, okay\nDroppin' two Cialis in a liquid, okay\nI ain't got a strap, I gotta risk it, okay\nBaby girl, Adonis need a sister, okay\nAnd my baby mama out the picture, okay\nThink I'm 'Luminati 'cause I'm rich, well, okay\n[Verse 2: Drake]\nDiamonds in the sky\nPut your face down, ass in the air\nTwo cups up\n, ayy, bussin' off pill\nKeep our shit trill, crack a new seal\nNew Rolls, bought it for the thrill\nToo lazy to even change out the wheel\nYeah, thought they knew my body, guess they don't\nThought they knew my body, guess they don't, ayy\nThought they knew my body, guess they\nAyy, guess they don't", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5XpwulllkqoHEk0jpwvRlJ", "title":"Paybach", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.653, "valence":0.846, "speechiness":0.348, "fres":87.6891143758, "vocabComplex":0.4582132565, "sentenceLength":173.5, "avgSyllable":2.2244094488, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nIt's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)\nIt's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)\nUh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)\nUh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)\nI just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)\nI been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)\nNo remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)\nAin't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse\n[Verse 1]\nNiggas say I did it and I swear that I ain't did it (Nah)\nI'm still out here gettin' it, I'm a product of my business (Yeah)\nMotherfuck the system, tryna to give us all a sentence\nI'd tell you the differenc\u0435, you don't know the feelin' (Know the feelin')\nRollin' up, gettin' high, ash\u0435s falling on my linen (Yeah)\nLife changin' with the time, so lately, I been reminiscin'\nSittin' back of the Maybach, wishin' we that was in the Bentley (Yeah)\nTalkin' 'bout all of these fuck niggas that always had some envy\nYeah, know they envious (Envious)\nSwitching on my brother, are you serious? (Serious)\nNigga ain't gon' touch me and that's period (Period)\nOnly person I fear on this world is God (World is God)\nPlease do not look for me, I'm going far\nI made a few mistakes, but I'm still a star\nI hate the government, tryna tear us apart\nBut I'ma keep it goin', that's what's in my heart", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2qvGI2uUNgNheWnfxQr25W", "title":"Dont Let Me Go", "artist":"mgk", "danceability":0.502, "valence":0.172, "speechiness":0.349, "fres":87.7460752688, "vocabComplex":0.5447761194, "sentenceLength":53.6, "avgSyllable":2.5688073394, "lyrics":"[Intro: mgk & \n Elisa Jane\n]\nBleeding all over this shit\nCan I get, uhm, like, my pants and shit?\nCan I just, uhm, get, like, a little...\nLike a towel?\nMm-hm\n[Verse 1]\nLately my thoughts eating me alive\nLaid in the bed\nThinkin' maybe the hate'll finally go away if I'm not alive\nWish I didn't listen\nJust like I wish they would understand me one time\nI had a breakdown and tatted my entire body except one line\nEverything's just fine\n(Slippin' again) There I go, slippin' again, I'm actin' different again\nI see my family's reflection\nEvery tim\u0435 I look in the cup and I sip it again\n(After this ends) T\u0435ll me, after all this ends\nWill I be mentioned again? Why do I care?\nIf in the end, it's just me and God, like I'm Christian again\n (Yeah)\n(Slim, bring the beat in)\nBefore my dad left this Earth\nHe made sure I took on every quality I didn't want\nI was supposed to die at birth\nGave me a chance and I fucked it up, give me another one (Mm)\nI've been runnin' from\nSecrets I hid as a kid and I never confronted 'em\nI just called ma, said I forgive her\nFor not bein' there when I needed one", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4MTuL20LF3pWebeJbcNh7p", "title":"Don't Understand", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.413, "valence":0.319, "speechiness":0.0439, "fres":91.4263545455, "vocabComplex":0.4756097561, "sentenceLength":164.0, "avgSyllable":2.6153846154, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'm a rolling stone\nIt took you by surprise\nYou're hangin' onto something, anything\nJust like a shimmer of light\nOh, how the sword, it fell\nI said, \"You're really something, everything\nTo me, and I'm cold\nSo hold me closer, baby\"\n[Chorus]\nI don't understand why you like me so much\n'Cause I don't like myself\nI don't understand why you like me so much\nWish I was someone else\nYou say you got a million reasons\nBut I can't think of one\nI don't understand why you like me so much\n'Cause I don't like myself, mm-mm\n[Verse 2]\nI'll build a church for you\nThey'll come from miles around\nGirl, you're really som\u0435thing, everything\nTo me\n, and I'm cold\nSo hold m\u0435 closer, baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3sW3oSbzsfecv9XoUdGs7h", "title":"Enchanted (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.505, "valence":0.216, "speechiness":0.0265, "fres":86.2574461671, "vocabComplex":0.5355450237, "sentenceLength":70.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.7318435754, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThere I was again tonight\nForcing laughter, faking smiles\nSame old tired, lonely place\nWalls of insincerity\nShifting eyes and vacancy\nVanished when I saw your face\nAll I can say is it was enchanting to meet you\n[Verse 2]\nYour eyes whispered, \"Have we met?\"\nAcross the room, your silhouette\nStarts to make its way to me\nThe playful conversation starts\nCounter all your quick remarks\nLike passing notes in secrecy\nAnd it was enchanting to meet you\nAll I can say is I was enchanted to meet you\n[Chorus]\nThis night is sparklin', don't you let it go\nI'm wonderstruck, blushin' all the way home\nI'll sp\u0435nd forever wonderin' if you kn\u0435w\nI was enchanted to meet you\n[Verse 3]\nThe lingering question kept me up\n2 a.m., who do you love?\nI wonder 'til I'm wide awake\nAnd now, I'm pacing back and forth\nWishing you were at my door\nI'd open up and you would say\n\"Hey, it was enchanting to meet you\"\nAll I know is I was enchanted to meet you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2NbsBSshscKIPRG3kwBbfo", "title":"Never Felt So Alone", "artist":"Labrinth", "danceability":0.436, "valence":0.363, "speechiness":0.0533, "fres":80.4897368421, "vocabComplex":0.305785124, "sentenceLength":60.5, "avgSyllable":1.6868131868, "lyrics":"[Intro: Labrinth]\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Chorus: Labrinth, \nLabrinth & Billie Eilish\n]\nAnd I never felt so alone, felt so alone, na-na\nAnd I never felt\u2005so\u2005alone, felt so\u2005alone, na-na\nA\nnd I\n never felt so\u2005alone, felt so alone, na-na\nAnd I never felt so alone, felt so alone, na-na\n[Verse 1: Labrinth, \nLabrinth & Billie Eilish\n, \nBillie Eilish\n]\nIn a \nwhip\n (Woah), thinkin', \n\"What if (Woah)\nYou and this (Woah) never existed?\"\nHollow \nkiss\n (Woah), \nbottle\n liquor (\nOh\n)\nMan, I'm \nsick\n, man, I'm schizo\n[Pre-Chorus: Labrinth, \nLabrinth & Billie Eilish\n]\nAll white leather\nYou know this man ain't shit without you in the interior\n (I'm dyin' \nsomewhere in the dark\n)\nAll white leather\nAnd I think, \"What if we weren't \nridin' and dyin' together?\"\nThe whole world would fall apart\n[Chorus: Labrinth & Billie Eilish, \nBillie Eilish\n, \nLabrinth\n]\nAnd I never felt so alone, felt so alone, na-na (\nN\never felt so alone\n, \nwoo!\n \nAlone\n)\nAnd I never felt so alone, felt so alone, na-na", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3Nl5OkkmS5DaBZvuYofpAt", "title":"The Grudge", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.548, "valence":0.317, "speechiness":0.0781, "fres":87.5274858757, "vocabComplex":0.5053380783, "sentenceLength":140.5, "avgSyllable":2.7178423237, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI have nightmares each week 'bout that Friday in May\nOne phone call from you and my entire world was changed\nTrust that you betrayed, confusion that still lingers\nTook everything I loved and crushed it in between your fingers\nAnd I doubt you ever think about the damage that you did\nBut I hold onto every detail like my life depends on it\nMy undying love, now, I hold it like a grudge\nAnd I hear your voice every time that I think I'm not enough\n[Chorus]\nAnd I try to be tough, but I wanna scream\nHow could anybody do the things you did so easily?\nAnd I say I don't care, I say that I'm fine\nBut you know I can't let it go, I've tried, I've tried, I've tried for so long\nIt takes strength to forgive, but I don't feel strong\n[Verse 2]\nThe arguments that I've won against you in my head\nIn the shower, in the car, and in the mirror before bed\nYeah, I'm so tough when I'm alone, and I make you feel so guilty\nAnd I fantasize about a time you're a little fuckin' sorry\nAnd I try to understand why you would do this all to me\nYou must be insecure, you must be so unhappy\nAnd I know, in my heart, hurt people hurt people\nAnd we both drew blood, but, man, those cuts were never equal", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"30LZU3ReFIndjHLfaahreM", "title":"Save Me", "artist":"Jelly Roll With Lainey Wilson", "danceability":0.564, "valence":0.146, "speechiness":0.0248, "fres":85.2042752144, "vocabComplex":0.7269076305, "sentenceLength":9.0, "avgSyllable":2.582278481, "lyrics":"30. Bailey Zimmerman - You Don't Want That Smoke\n29. Morgan Wallen - Everything I Love\n28. Gabby Barrett - Glory Days\n27. Alana Springsteen\/Mitchell Tenpenny - goodbye looks good on you\n26. Parker McCollum - Burn It Down\n25. Austin Snell - Pray All The Way Home\n24. Carly Pearce\/Chris Stapleton - We Don't Fight Anymore\n23. Brett Young - Dance With You\n22. Warren Zeiders - Pretty Little Poison\n21. Jason Aldean - Try That In A Small Town\n20. Sam Hunt - Outskirts\n19. Dylan Scott - Can't Have Mine\n18. Jackson Dean - Fearless (The Echo)\n17. Brothers Osborne - Might As Well Be Me\n16. Morgan Wallen - I Wrote The Book\n15. Nat\u0435 Smith - World On Fire\n14. Kassi Ashton - Drive You Out Of My Mind\n13. Parmalee - Girl In Mine\n12. HARDY - Truck B\u0435d\n11. Chase Wright - Hurt No More\n10. Lainey Wilson - Watermelon Moonshine\n9. Ella Langley\/Koe Wetzel - That's Why We Fight\n8. Carrie Underwood - Out Of That Truck\n7. Tim McGraw - Standing Room Only\n6. Nate Smith - Better Boy\n5. Corey Kent - Something's Gonna Kill Me\n4. Zach Bryan - Oklahoma Smokeshow\n3. Ashley McBryde - Light On In The Kitchen\n2. Old Dominion - I Should Have Married You\n(#1 Last Year: Restless Road - Growing Old With You)\n1. Jelly Roll\/Lainey Wilson - Save Me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0ZxhtATQ0a6EvQNZ0z6NKV", "title":"Princess Diana", "artist":"Ice Spice & Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.898, "valence":0.742, "speechiness":0.187, "fres":102.8724112426, "vocabComplex":0.3370288248, "sentenceLength":225.5, "avgSyllable":2.0202898551, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj & \nIce Spice\n]\nHeavy On It, mm-hmm\nNew York, stand the fuck up\n (\nGrrah\n)\nWhen we come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street\n (\nGrrah\n)\nAyo, Ice \n(\nStop playin' with 'em, RIOT\n)\n(\nFinish 'em\n)\n[Chorus: Ice Spice]\nLike, grrah, keep it a stack\nBitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)\nThey be chattin', I don't give a damn\nAnd I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)\nTryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)\nIf he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)\nThinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)\nBitches slow, so I give 'em a pass\nLike, grrah, keep it a stack\nBitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)\nThey be chattin', I don't give a damn\nAnd I'm still g\u0435ttin' money, I know who I am\n (Grrah)\nTryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)\nIf h\u0435 smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)\nThinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)\nBitches slow, so I give 'em a pass\n[Verse 1: Ice Spice]\nAnd I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)\nSo he put my name in a tat'\nBut I don't let him come to the crib (Grrah)\nSo we get it on where we at (Grrah)\nNowadays, I be duckin' them cameras\nAnd they hype that I'm up on them banners\nCallin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (Why?)\nIn the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (Grrah)\nI'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (Huh)\nBitches not takin' shit from me but notes (Notes)\nWanna be me, so she do my emotes\nAnd my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke (Bitch)\nTo her man, I'm the girl of his dreams\nThinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth\nHe keep textin', I leave him on seen\nHottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"64FzgoLZ3oXu2SriZblHic", "title":"Bad Blood (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.619, "valence":0.364, "speechiness":0.164, "fres":104.9234737569, "vocabComplex":0.3644444444, "sentenceLength":56.25, "avgSyllable":2.3387096774, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\n'\nCause, baby, now we got bad blood\nYou know it used to be mad love\nSo take a look what you've done\n'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood, hey\nNow we got problems\nAnd I don't think we can solve them\nYou made a really deep cut\nAnd, baby, now we got bad blood, hey\n[Verse 1]\nDid you have to do this?\nI was thinking that you could be trusted\nDid you have to ruin\nWhat was shiny? Now it's all rusted\nDid you have to hit me\nWhere I'm weak? Baby, I couldn't breathe\nAnd rub it in so deep\nSalt in the wound like you're laughin' right at me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, it's so sad to\nThink about the good times\nYou and I\n[Chorus]\n'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood\nYou know it used to be mad lov\u0435\nSo take a look what you've done\n'Caus\u0435, baby, now we got bad blood, hey\nNow we got problems\nAnd I don't think we can solve them\nYou made a really deep cut\nAnd, baby, now we got bad blood, hey", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2mexnPoWLPhuA6yocViyge", "title":"Keep It G", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.523, "valence":0.194, "speechiness":0.143, "fres":96.0878733032, "vocabComplex":0.5492424242, "sentenceLength":264.0, "avgSyllable":2.5147679325, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nA couple hours, then I'll feel numb\nAnd I buy myself pretty things (\nPipe that shit up, TnT\n)\nWhenever I feel lonely\n(\nTrill got that juice, nigga\n)\nSpeaking of the past\nI'm running out of\nAnd I slept with someone else\nTouch me better than you\nFelt I saw him for a day or two, I'm\nRunning out of\n[Verse 1]\nYoungin told me that he really wanna go legit\nThought about it, then he went ahead, bought him a brick\nSay you ain't ballin' 'til you got you a \nBenz\nSo I went and got me a Benz\nI wonder where all my friends had went 'fore I was major\nThey was happy for me 'til a nigga made it, that shit be crazy\nYou get money, then you become a target\nThis part the hardest, it seems I solved it\nThe top so lonely, the jackers is hungry\nThe bitches is heartbreakin', the family is phony\nThese niggas so slimy when that paper involved\nI hope they know I got enough money to kill 'em all\nI'm locked in with the \nYGz\n and I'll send 'em all\nThem young niggas ready to bend your block and break it off\nI make one call, and I love 'em for that\nKnow I gotta love 'em for that\nBut 'fore I make 'em crash, I'll show 'em how that money could stack", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4E63weMCaNZuGPEFMnuEi8", "title":"Exes", "artist":"Tate McRae", "danceability":0.821, "valence":0.611, "speechiness":0.0589, "fres":87.9862121212, "vocabComplex":0.3512544803, "sentenceLength":279.0, "avgSyllable":2.472972973, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOh, I'm sorry, sorry that you love me (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nChanged my mind up like it's origami\nOh,\u2005I'm\u2005sorry, sorry that\u2005you love me (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nChanged my mind\u2005up like it's origami\n[Chorus]\n(Kiss-kiss-kiss-) Kisses to my exes who don't give a shit about me\nKisses, kisses to the next ones who think they can live without me\nWe make up, then we break up, then they swear they'll never call me\nBut \nI still keep their number\n and their necklace, kisses to my exes\n[Verse 1]\nHappens \u0435very time\nI don't mean, m\u0435an to be cold, but that's how I get, oh\nMe and all my pride\nTryna burn down every damn bridge any time we can, and again\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm a, I'm a, I'm a wild ride that never stops\nI'm a, I'm a, I'm a hard case they can't unlock\nAnd I, and I swear I care a lot, just not enough\nLet's just say it is what it is and was what it was\n[Chorus]\n(Kiss-kiss-kiss-) Kisses to my exes who don't give a shit about me\nKisses, kisses to the next ones who think they can live without me\nWe make up, then we break up, then they swear they'll never call me\nBut I still keep their number and their necklace, kisses to my exes", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0J1YRLYhTG1MBosjidD7OI", "title":"Good Good", "artist":"Usher, Summer Walker & 21 Savage", "danceability":0.753, "valence":0.584, "speechiness":0.104, "fres":97.4305297619, "vocabComplex":0.4780701754, "sentenceLength":114.0, "avgSyllable":2.7282608696, "lyrics":"[Intro: Usher]\nWe ain't good good, but we still good\nWe ain't good good, but we still good\n[Chorus: Usher]\nI hate that we didn't make it to forever\nProbably ain't gettin' back together\nBut that don't mean that\u205fI\u205fcan't\u205fwish you better\nWe\u205fain't good good,\u205fbut we still good\nI realize that I can't be your lover\nLet's just keep it honest with each other\nI'll be happy for you when you find another\nWe ain't good good, but we still good\n[Verse 1: Usher]\nWho knew it'd be like this?\nUsually my exes turn to enemies\nBut this is different\n'Cause we done got closer now that you ain't with me (Oh)\nAll that love that we had\nAin't no way we gon' forget that\nAnd your family love me like I'm family\nYou know where you stand with me\nSo when they ask, tell 'em\n[Pre-Chorus: Usher]\nRight one, right place, wrong time\nCan't say we didn't try\nBut you always been a real one\nEven though we ain't together\nIt was real love, and baby, it's still love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1mjAD7IYvI5UGiB7WnppMf", "title":"BBL Love Interlude", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.502, "valence":0.574, "speechiness":0.0428, "fres":103.1467749356, "vocabComplex":0.4, "sentenceLength":14.4444444444, "avgSyllable":2.1851851852, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOoh, yeah\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nBust that pussy open for a real one\nShe call me her baby like I'm still one\nThey say love's like a BBL, you won't know if it's real until you feel one\nCan I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel one?\nCan I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel?\n[Verse 2: Drake]\nSometimes, I think to myself, \"What if I was somebody else?\"\nWould your ass still be here?\nWhat if I had a CDL leavin' outta STL\nOn the way to ATL in a big eighteen-wheel\nWould your ass still be here?\nWould your ass still be here?\nWould you love Ed like you love Drake?\nLove Fred like you love Drake?\nLove Greg like you love Drake?\nLove Ced like you love Drake?\nThought you said that you love Drake?\nThought you said that you love Drake?\nThought you said, ayy\nYour man brought you to the Drake show\nFront row and paid all cash\nDressed up to the nines\n, girls showin' all titties, showin' all ass\nLookin' at me like you're single, \nlookin' like you got a hall pass\nBetter take your ass home tonight and love that man like you say you love Drake", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0JXXNGljqupsJaZsgSbMZV", "title":"Sure Thing", "artist":"Miguel", "danceability":0.684, "valence":0.498, "speechiness":0.1, "fres":96.6695721925, "vocabComplex":0.3911290323, "sentenceLength":124.0, "avgSyllable":2.2216748768, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLove you like a brother\nTreat you like a friend\nRespect you like a lover\n[Refrain]\nOh-ooh-oh, oh-ooh-oh, oh-ooh-oh (\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\n)\nOh-ooh-oh, oh-ooh-oh, oh (\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\n)\n(\nYou could \nbet\n that, never gotta sweat that\n) Yeah\n[Verse 1]\nIf you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band\nYou be the match, I will be a fuse, boom!\nPainter, baby, you could be the muse\nI'm the reporter, baby, you could be the news\n'Cause you're the cigarette and I'm the smoker\nWe raise a bet 'cause you're the joker\nChecked off, you are the chalk\nAnd I could be the blackboard, you can be the talk\nAnd I can be the walk, yeah-eah\n[Chorus]\nEven when the sky comes fallin'\nEven when the sun don't shine\nI got faith in you and I\nSo put your pretty little hand in mine\nEven when we're down to the wire, babe\nEven when it's do or die\nWe could do it, baby, simple and plain\n'Cause this love is a sure thing, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2pwC49pIHyJKmbhlGa3lqL", "title":"Bahm Bahm", "artist":"Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.83, "valence":0.972, "speechiness":0.31, "fres":89.9451584565, "vocabComplex":0.5125448029, "sentenceLength":139.5, "avgSyllable":2.1884057971, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nJess, your beat on the radio\n)\nAyo\n[Verse 1]\nThere I go again, kickin' some dumb flow\nThink they Harajuku, they just some young ho (Bahm, bahm)\nFronto with the raw, how the gumbo roll\nMy nigga with the pot, it ain't gumbo though (Bahm, bahm)\nSwitchy on my hippy, sound like drumroll, ho\nI paid a couple bands, let the drumrolls go\nSwitchin' up the plans if that dumb ho go\nWe out in SoHo, you just so-so, ho (Bahm, bahm)\nMan, y'all know that bitch is wack, y'all gon' tell her or not?\nY'all report everything, y'all be tellin' a lot (Bahm, bahm)\nGotta tell my niggas chill\n \n'fore they snap like 'Chat\nPussy and the crown, everything intact (Mm)\n[Chorus]\nThey say my price ridiculous\n, I don't like them bitches\nPussy tight and vicious, \nhit them likes to lick this (Oop; bahm, bahm)\nScreamin', \"Fuck the opposition\" (Kyuh)\nTotin' Glocks and switches, used to pots and dishes (Brr; bahm, bahm)\nGot the Bentley 'cause that's just tradition\nMade him drop his bitches just from pussy pictures (Kyuh; bahm, bahm)\nMade him eat me, we don't swap positions\nWe don't talk on phones, \ndon't put the cops in business\n (Bahm, bahm)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"38xhBO2AKrJnjdjVnhJES6", "title":"This Christmas", "artist":"Donny Hathaway", "danceability":0.634, "valence":0.677, "speechiness":0.0376, "fres":89.6370102041, "vocabComplex":0.5546218487, "sentenceLength":119.0, "avgSyllable":3.1442307692, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHang all the mistletoe\nI'm gonna get to know you better\nThis Christmas\nAnd as we trim the tree\nHow much fun it's gonna be together\nThis Christmas\n[Chorus]\nFireside is blazing bright\nWe're caroling through the night\nAnd this Christmas will be\nA very special Christmas for me\n[Verse 2]\nPresents and cards are here\nMy world is filled with cheer and you\nThis Christmas\nAnd as I look around\nYour eyes outshine the town they do\nThis Christmas\n[Chorus]\nFireside is blazing bright\nWe're caroling through the night\nAnd this Christmas will be\nA very special Christmas for me, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7eOuUmpnHBlg5zsm8Cs7c3", "title":"Summertime's Close", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.469, "valence":0.215, "speechiness":0.0448, "fres":87.4676315789, "vocabComplex":0.4821428571, "sentenceLength":280.0, "avgSyllable":2.8212765957, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell, I've had cold and humid mornings on city streets and back porches\nBut I ain\u2019t never breathed a breath as fresh as you\nAnd I've seen children playin' on the coastlines under the white lines, atop the blue tides\nBut I ain\u2019t ever been baptized in water as cool as you\n[Refrain]\nAnd the law don't ever come back here and I reckon they don't try\nI just put some beer on ice, let's just dance for a moment or two\n[Chorus]\n'Cause you're the fire of Carolina and Oklahoma too\nThe stars in San Luis ain't burnin' bright as you\nYou\u2019r\u0435 the waves crashin\u2019 down on the East\u0435rn Coast\nWhen the day's coolin\u2019 off and the summertime's close\nI lost faith in the world a long time ago\n[Verse 2]\nWe'd always ride those back roads back when you got sick\nRoll the windows down just for the hell of it\nYou always acted baptized every time we hit the coast\nBandana tan line on your forehead, so the tourists didn't know\n[Chorus]\nYou\u2019re the fire of Carolina and Oklahoma too\nAnd the stars in San Luis ain't burnin' bright as you\nYou're the waves crashin' down on the Eastern Coast\nWhen the day's coolin' off and the summertime's close\nI lost faith in the world a long time ago\nMy blood rushed to the heart, you were my last hope", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1IzJxbARcQrOWMZgPw1PNj", "title":"Go Hard", "artist":"Lil Baby", "danceability":0.849, "valence":0.274, "speechiness":0.261, "fres":96.8641773203, "vocabComplex":0.3694852941, "sentenceLength":544.0, "avgSyllable":2.4870689655, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI'm back goin' hard again, I'm shuttin' down my heart again\nNo one can get next to me, so they gotta put orders in\nTry my best to act like I didn't care, but I can't hold it in and\nI'm not into losin', I go hard as I can go to win\nI'm back goin' hard again, I'm shuttin' down my heart again\nNo one can get next to me, so they gotta put orders in\nTry my best to act like I didn't care, but I can't hold it in and\nI'm not into losin', I go hard as I can go to win\n[Verse 1]\nYou pillow talkin' to hoes again\nYou breakin' the code again\nI'm on the road again\nWe snuck in this bitch with them poles again\nThis chopper do tricks, you gon' go fold it in\nI know they be hatin', I still post they shit\nWe slid on they block like we 'posed to slid\nThis Glock been with me on my road to riches\nWe done over-sold the load again\nToo many plays, been up for too many days\nBoy, you a bitch, you got feminine ways\nI get the drop, I'ma pay, they gon' spray where you stay\nI had to check on my man, think he part of the Klan\nKeep a mask, he got too many Ks\nI had to run up them bands when I got out the can\nCan't go back, I got too many cases\nHe actin' bad on the 'Gram, but we know what's gon' happen\nIt happen in every occasion\nSomebody killed, I be tellin' my youngins to chill\nCheck the stats, I do numbers, for real\nAnd this ain't no cap, I get money, for real\nThat lil' boy ain't run up no commas, for real\nDon't play with Baby, I go million for million\nI made it out, but yet I'm still in the field\nFive hundred racks sittin' in my Urus\nTen carat diamonds spent in my earlobes\nSuperhero Baby, savin' the ghetto\nIf I'm not the man, I'm the man in the middle\nHop out the car with my hand on my pistol\nHe just a fan and he mad I don't feel him\nI know they know that I ran with them killers\nFuck it, you know I still run with them guys\nDrivebys a waste of my time, I want somebody to die\nI risk it all, put my sack on the line\nI came from the back of the line\nWe had it crackin' since back when lil' one was alive\nYou can go ask on my line\nI wish Lil Woo would've never went through with his move\nBut I'm glad that he through with his dime, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3lcfs9Qjfxzy00VSVkixDv", "title":"I Gotta", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.818, "valence":0.416, "speechiness":0.408, "fres":99.50479848, "vocabComplex":0.5041666667, "sentenceLength":40.0, "avgSyllable":1.8224852071, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nLil Uzi Vert, haha\nI been smackin' so hard, man (Yeah, yeah)\nThis shit so (Yeah)\nLook, this hard (\nI love you, star boy\n)\nWatch (Yeah)\n[Refrain]\nLittle bitch suck it up right in the chair (Yeah)\nI don't know that bitch but I told her, \"Come here\"\n (Yeah)\nI got the guap, my name is Symere\n (Ayy)\nIt's nice to meet you, now, who is that there? (Ayy)\nThat is your friend? Oh, do you share? (Uh-huh)\nWon't tell nobody, baby, I swear (Shh, what?)\nThat is two baddies, the grand finale\nI got a check, look like a tally (Yeah)\nStay with the bands just like the Tali'\nUh, Moncler don't matter the climate\nUh, one day, yeah, I'ma go diamond (What?)\nYeah, that's th\u0435 reason I keep climbin' (Hey)\nHad to run back the swag lik\u0435 a Heisman\nWent to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman\nPull up, a SRT 8 like O'Reilly\nFirst car a Lambo' like, \"Fuck Maserati\" (Skrrt)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7xapw9Oy21WpfEcib2ErSA", "title":"Mistletoe", "artist":"Justin Bieber", "danceability":0.657, "valence":0.854, "speechiness":0.0467, "fres":90.2399773585, "vocabComplex":0.375, "sentenceLength":208.0, "avgSyllable":2.4727272727, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's the most beautiful time of the year\nLights fill the streets, spreading so much cheer\nI should be playing in the winter snow\nBut I'ma be under the mistletoe\nI don't wanna miss out on the holiday\nBut I can't stop staring at your face\nI should be playing in the winter snow\nBut I'ma be under the mistletoe\n[Chorus]\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Under the mistletoe\n[Verse 2]\nEveryone's gathering around the fire\nChestnuts roasting like a hot July\nI should be chilling with my folks, I know\nBut I'ma be under the mistletoe\nWord on the street, Santa's coming tonight\nReindeer's flying through the sky so high\nI should be making a list, I know\nBut I'ma be under the mistletoe\n[Chorus]\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Under the mistletoe\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Shawty, with you\n(With you) Under the mistletoe", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5Mc8XDfGQCMkOEZm9rS1cE", "title":"Red Button", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.455, "valence":0.393, "speechiness":0.179, "fres":69.7264283947, "vocabComplex":0.5050709939, "sentenceLength":493.0, "avgSyllable":2.9574468085, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCheck, yes\nOne, one-one, one\nAyy, yeah\nLook\n[Verse]\nThe most decorated, competition decimated\nMy drive is dedicated, your drive is designated\nNiggas got you to the spot and then you separated\nReasons for it speculated, we know how it escalated\nRarely celebrated, grade eleven educated\nRadio is king again, Billboard got me regulated\nWanna mak\u0435 it fair for you, numbers that I generat\u0435d\nDo right and kill everything, people knew that death awaited\nTaylor Swift the only nigga that I ever rated\nOnly one could make me drop the album just a little later\nRest of y'all, I treat you like you never made it\nLeave your label devastated\nEven when you pad the stats, period, I never hated\nEven when you stab me in the back, the vest is metal-plated\nTryna see a B inside my circle like I'm gettin' graded\nMan, all this luggage in the lobby like I'm gettin' traded\nEvery time you need me for a boost, I never hesitated\nEvery time that Yeezy called a truce, he had my head inflated\nThinkin' we gon' finally peace it up and get to levitatin'\nRealize that everything premeditated\nEveryone was good with me, then everyone expression faded\nTickin' time bomb and they beggin' me to detonate it\nIf I press this red button, dog, everybody Heaven Gated\nPress this red button, dog, and everything forever changes\nWord to M-Dolla, she the only one could maybe save it\nShould've hit you first, but, sis, you know about the shit I've taken\nNiggas think it's sweet, but I am not a diabetic patient\nNo\nI will start blackin' over here like it's segregation\nI will fuckin' double-cross you niggas like it's meditation\nI'll give you a hard pill to swallow, this your medication\nI will fuckin' pop up on your ass like a revelation\nI could tell you better than I show you, this a demonstration\nI will fuckin' leave you in the dirt like some vegetation\nChemicals is mixin' in my brain and killin' hesitation\nI will fuckin' force a few shots like a vaccination\nNiggas fuckin' call me up to cap, this not a graduation\nI will fuckin' put your ass on pause like I'm Pastor Mason\nI will set alarms off and cause a whole evacuation\nI'll fuckin'\u2014, I'll fuckin'\u2014\nI'll get to you ten years from now like procrastination\nI'll fuckin' find out wherever y'all are celebratin'\nPull up, park my Phantom on the curb like I'm Larry David\nAnd then we'll see who's really crazy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0Z7nGFVCLfixWctgePsRk9", "title":"Texas Hold 'Em", "artist":"Beyonce", "danceability":0.725, "valence":0.353, "speechiness":0.072, "fres":92.573729097, "vocabComplex":0.4798206278, "sentenceLength":223.0, "avgSyllable":2.04375, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nThis ain't Texas (Woo)\nAin't no hold 'em (Hey)\nSo lay your cards down, down, down, down\nSo park your Lexus (Woo)\nAnd throw your keys up\n (Hey)\nStick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)\nAnd I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you\nCome pour some sugar on me, honey, too\nIt's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown\nDon't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha (Woo)\n[Verse 1]\nThere's a tornado (There's a tornado)\nIn my city (In my city)\nHit the basement (Hit the basement)\nThat shit ain't pretty (That shit ain't pretty)\nRugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey)\n'\nCause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin')\nOff red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOoh, one step to the right\nWe heading to the dive bar we always thought was nice\nOoh, run me to the left\nThen spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"00syWkRGIVQvYsg2OwfBUw", "title":"East Side Of Sorrow", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.408, "valence":0.169, "speechiness":0.0391, "fres":97.9030730731, "vocabComplex":0.5644444444, "sentenceLength":112.5, "avgSyllable":2.6842105263, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nEighteen years old, full of hate\nThey shipped me off in a motorcade\nThey said, \"Boy, you're gonna fight a war\nYou don't even know what you're fighting for\"\nI lost friends in the August heat\nAt night it was God I'd always meet\nI said, \"Lord, won't you bring me home?\nI've got women in the West I wanna hold\n\"\n[Verse 2]\nAnd I lost you in a waitin' room\nAfter sleepin' there for a week or two\nDoctor said he did all he could\nYou were the last thing I had that was good\nSo I walked miles on the Tulsa streets\nLight started beamin' in from the east\n6 AM and fucked up again\nAskin' God where the hell He'd been\n[Chorus]\nHe said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow\nSomewhere on the east side of sorrow\nYou better pack your bags west\nStick out your chest\nAnd then hit the road\nThe sun's gonna rise tomorrow\nSomewhere on the east side of sorrow\nDon't give it a reason to follow\nLet it be, then let it go\nLet it be, then let it go", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3rZgLwQOX9N2up8JQhKi61", "title":"Best For Me", "artist":"Joyner Lucas & Jelly Roll", "danceability":0.644, "valence":0.292, "speechiness":0.328, "fres":88.8453823529, "vocabComplex":0.3814041746, "sentenceLength":75.2857142857, "avgSyllable":2.5416666667, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Jelly Roll]\nHow can you love someone and learn to let them go?\nHow can we fall apart on things we'll never know?\nAnd isn't it funny you can change your ways\nFor someone to fill in your empty space?\nTell me, is it really love if you have to ask if they'll stay?\n[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]\nYeah, I got somebody I love (Yeah)\nSomeone who's really important to me, but now they addicted to drugs (Damn)\nSomeone who not who they used to be and we ain't been keepin' in touch (Yeah)\nI ain't gonna say any names at all 'cause I don't want no one to judge (Woah)\nBut I wrot\u0435 this song in hopes when they'll h\u0435ar it, they'll never forget who they was\nI hope you feelin' your spirit enough (Joyner)\nI wanna just tell you I love you in case that you really don't hear it enough (Woah)\nI know we ain't talked in a while, but fuck it, I really don't care what it was\nI wanna reach out, but you keep on shuttin' me down, or you ain't been carin' as much\nAnd what the fuck happened to you? (Fuck happened to you?)\nYou're losin' a fight (Damn)\nI never thought I'd see the day that you let addiction ruin your life\nEveryone callin' that shit a disease and you makin' feel like you in the right\nBut I hate the fact that you really be usin' that as an excuse to do what you like\nOr do what you might (Do what you might, woah)\nAnd I keep on prayin' and reachin' for you\nI hope you look in the mirror and see all the things I been seein' in you\nHope your reflection'll send you a message and show you this shit is much deeper than you\nIf you don't believe in yourself, then you'll never believe in somebody believin' in you\nWhen I gotta tell you truth (Tell you the truth)\n'Cause I'm 'bout to lose it (Lose it)\nAnd you wan' deny all about it and just wanna make up a million excuses\nTearin' our family apart, but you'll leave us scarred and everyone bruises\nEvery decision affectin' us all and if you get lost, then everyone loses\nFor real\nAnd I'ma be next to leave\nI know that God got a plan and He ain't fulfillin' your destiny\nMuch as I need you, I will not be stickin' around or watchin' you rest in peace\nI promise, I love you, but I gotta do what's best for me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1V0j196qhKRCe3xBWmznVp", "title":"WTF", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Featuring Nicki Minaj", "danceability":0.498, "valence":0.392, "speechiness":0.462, "fres":89.8851360544, "vocabComplex":0.507518797, "sentenceLength":44.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.4131455399, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAyo, Yetty, turn that shit up\nAyy, Dom\n[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nWho the fuck these niggas is?\nWho the fuck these bitches?\nHuh, who the fuck these people are?\nTell 'em that we can't kick it\n[Post-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nHo inside they jeans, I'm too real\nI'm gon' get a nigga whacked behind these millions\nTryna get that ho from out her jeans and do criss-cross\nRun me a million dollars up inside these Raf Simons\n[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nThe fuck they think they playin' with? Bitch, I make millions\nI been plannin' on stackin' bands 'til my ceilin'\nThinkin' 'bout my lil' brother Kendell, I start ventin'\nNeed to call lil' broth\u0435r Jay, he have bang outs with that glizzy\nMost thes\u0435 niggas claim 4KTrey ain't even fuckin' with me\nMost these niggas gon' die today, if they try, know they can't get me\nWho the fuck all these new faces around inside my business?\nI don't remember they face at all, they wasn't with me in the trenches\nI don't remember them from my granddad house, I'm serious\nThey wasn't with me when I was hangin' out that car, this ain't realistic\nBallerina, we spinned the whole car, somethin' get spilled in it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4EEjMyQub6tgFVshlM9j1M", "title":"Margaritaville", "artist":"Jimmy Buffett", "danceability":0.8, "valence":0.861, "speechiness":0.0357, "fres":87.5796, "vocabComplex":0.5418719212, "sentenceLength":203.0, "avgSyllable":2.6153846154, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nNibblin' on sponge cake\n, watchin' the sun bake\nAll of those tourists covered with oil\nStrummin' my six-string on my front porch swing\nSmell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil\n[Chorus 1]\nWastin' away again in Margaritaville\nSearchin' for my lost shaker of salt\nSome people claim that there's a \nwoman\n to blame\nBut I know it's nobody's fault\n[Verse 2]\nDon't know the reason I stayed here all season\nNothin' to show but this brand new tattoo\nBut it's a real beauty, \na Mexican cutie\nHow it got here I haven't a clue\n[Chorus 2]\nWastin' away again in Margaritaville\nSearchin' for my lost shaker of salt\nSome people claim that \nthere's a woman to blame\nNow I think, hell, it could be my fault\n[Verse 3]\nI blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop top\nCut my heel, had to cruise on back home\nBut there's booze in the blender and soon it will render\nThat frozen concoction that helps me hang on", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Iq8oo9XkmmvCQiGOfORiz", "title":"Is It Over Now? (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.596, "valence":0.176, "speechiness":0.036, "fres":92.1519077196, "vocabComplex":0.5174129353, "sentenceLength":15.4615384615, "avgSyllable":2.3548387097, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nIs it? Is it? Is it? Is it? Is it?\n)\n[Verse 1]\nOnce the flight had flown (Uh-huh)\nWith the wilt of the rose (Uh-huh)\nI slept all alone (Uh-huh)\nYou still wouldn't go\n[Pre-Chorus]\nLet's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later\nI see your profile and your smile on unsuspecting waiters\nYou dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor\nYou search in every maiden's bed for somethin' greater, baby\n[Chorus]\nWas it over when she laid down on your couch?\nWas it over when he unbuttoned my blouse?\n\"Come here,\" I whispered in your ear\nIn your dream as you pass\u0435d out, baby\nWas it over then? And is it over now?\n[Post-Chorus]\n(\nIs it? Is it? Is it?\n)\n[Verse 2]\nWh\u0435n you lost control (Uh-huh)\nRed blood, white snow (Uh-huh)\nBlue dress on a boat (Uh-huh)\nYour new girl is my clone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"71BqAINEnezjQfxE4VuJfq", "title":"Slut! (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.629, "valence":0.306, "speechiness":0.055, "fres":93.4028846154, "vocabComplex":0.6153846154, "sentenceLength":97.5, "avgSyllable":2.6111111111, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nFlamingo pink, Sunrise Boulevard\nClink, clink, being this young is art\nAquamarine, moonlit swimmin' pool\nWhat if all I need is you?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nGot love-struck, went straight to my head\nGot lovesick all over my bed\nLove to think you\u2019ll never forget\nHandprints in wet cement\nAdorned with smoke on my clothes\nLovelorn and nobody knows\nLove thorns all over this rose\nI'll pay the price, you won't\n[Chorus]\nBut if I\u2019m all dressed up\nThey might as well be lookin' at us\nAnd if they call me a slut\nYou know it might be worth it for once\nAnd if I'm gonna be drunk\nI might as well be drunk in love\n[Verse 2]\nSend the code, he's waitin' there\nThe sticks and stones they throw froze mid-air\nEveryone wants him, that was my crime\nThe wrong place at the right time\nAnd I break down, then he's pullin' me in\nIn a world of boys, he's a gentleman", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3p7XQpdt8Dr6oMXSvRZ9bg", "title":"Eyes Closed", "artist":"Ed Sheeran", "danceability":0.793, "valence":0.309, "speechiness":0.0696, "fres":92.472183908, "vocabComplex":0.5611111111, "sentenceLength":60.0, "avgSyllable":2.5666666667, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI know it's a bad idea\nBut how can I help myself?\nBeen inside for most this\u2005year\nAnd\u2005I thought a\u2005few drinks, they might help\nIt's been\u2005a while, my dear\nDealin' with the cards life dealt\nI'm still holdin' back these tears\nWhile my friends are somewhere else\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI pictured this year a little bit different when it hit February\nI step in the bar, it hit me so hard, oh, how can it be this heavy?\nEvery song reminds me you're gone and I feel th\u0435 lump form in my throat\n'Cause I'm here alon\u0435\n[Chorus]\nJust dancin' with my eyes closed\n'Cause everywhere I look, I still see you\nAnd time is movin' so slow\nAnd I don't know what else that I can do\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my\n[Post-Chorus]\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1pDbGAAH5GQ8U0KG4fI77H", "title":"Spin Again", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.619, "valence":0.0669, "speechiness":0.0784, "fres":105.0418493218, "vocabComplex":0.3391812865, "sentenceLength":342.0, "avgSyllable":2.0266159696, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAhh \n(Huh)\nChange my number on a bitch in a second (Yeah)\nNot about money, then leave me a message (Beep)\n[Chorus]\nSpin again, spin again, just spin again\nPull up in a fish bowl, ooh, clear lens\nSpin again, spin again, spin again\nSpinnin' shit just like I am a \nceiling fan\nI got too much wet\n, I get the bitch, fuck\nI get your bitch, fuck (Wet), I get your bitch, fuck (Wet)\nBitch, I'm a dog, mutt (Grr), bitch, I'm a Pit\nI leave the bitch stuck, fuck the bitch once, \nduck\n[Verse]\nPop at a opp, duck, fucked on a bitch for lunch\nThat ho woke up a dub,\n she need her make-up\nI got a lean cup, got ice to the brim, it's crushed\nFucking on mean sluts, I got a nice wife\nI'm fucking the dogshit out of this bitch, her wig came off twice\nShe had a lil' 'fro, she look like Ice Spice\nShe call me lil' bro, fuckin' on models in \nVogue\nNiggas, they thought I was gay, but I do not know how though\n[Chorus]\nSpin again, spin again, just \nspin\n again\nPull up in a fish bowl\n, ooh, clear lens\nSpin again, spin again, spin again\nSpinnin' shit just like I am a ceiling fan\nI got too much wet, I get the bitch, fuck\nI get your bitch, fuck (Wet), I get your bitch, fuck (Wet)\nBitch, I'm a dog, mutt \n(Grr)\n, bitch, I'm a Pit\nI leave the bitch stuck, fuck the bitch once\n, duck", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2k2Z7yadTBdOM8oObjzslj", "title":"P Angels", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.894, "valence":0.392, "speechiness":0.412, "fres":86.2677226952, "vocabComplex":0.4, "sentenceLength":410.0, "avgSyllable":2.0789473684, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (Yeah)\nTook a few losses, that's part of the game (That's part of the game)\nBought a big jet, took my talents to Spain (Yeah)\nI had to swerve, they was all in my lane (Skrrt)\nOn a Tsunami, yeah, like wave\nI bought the map (Uh), Bruce Wayne (Wayne)\nSleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days\nOn a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (Smoke all the Haze)\n[Verse 1]\nI got P angels, they pullin' up whisperin' (P's)\nBreakin' out sentences, and geekin' and trippin'\nI'm with the bad ones, the one that be trippin' (The bad ones)\nY'all niggas laughin', we laughin' right with you (Ha)\nOnly thing that matter is bigger picture\nDon't you get mad, try send one your hitters (Send one your hitters)\nI know he mad he found out that I hit her\nCouple more baddies, let's order more liquor\nKicking my P, let these boys talk in pillows (Yeah)\nAll in they mouth, I'm the motherfuckin' dinner (Motherfuckin' dinner)\nCome to my crib, you gon' need some credentials (Come on)\nTwo or three gates pullin' up, ain't that simple (Nah)\nFactory AP, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)\nI do business with the original dealer (Original dealer)\nHandle business, get on top of you niggas (On top of you niggas)\nOh, Lord, forgive me, you know I'm a sinner (Yeah)\nThe drip when I walk I'm a oil spiller (Oil spiller)\nI mixed the Marni with Margiela (Margiela)\nDo my big one like Godzilla (Godzilla)\nCaramel and redbone and some of them yellow (Some of them yellow)\nHad to whip out the card (Card)\nKeep the black card like a car dealer (Dealer)\nPush P like park (Ms. Park)\nGo back up to space out of Dodge (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"42TtHTxWk782ZBiqyOi2d1", "title":"Dawns", "artist":"Zach Bryan Featuring Maggie Rogers", "danceability":0.447, "valence":0.286, "speechiness":0.0456, "fres":101.3802941176, "vocabComplex":0.5023255814, "sentenceLength":35.8333333333, "avgSyllable":2.4213483146, "lyrics":"[Intro: Maggie Rogers, \nZach Bryan\n]\nMm\nMm (\nOoh\n)\n[Verse 1: Zach Bryan]\nWake me up when the season's gone\n'Cause I've wasted all my dawns on you\nSo what do I do?\nOh, what do I do?\n[Verse 2: Zach Bryan]\nI get fucked up just 'cause I'm scared\nLove's just another drug I have grown a victim to\nSo what do I do?\nOh, what do I do?\n[Verse 3: Zach Bryan, \nBoth\n]\nAll is fair in love and war\nSo what the hell are we even fightin' for?\nI'm on your front porch beggin' for my dawns back\nGive my goddamn records and my clothes back\n'Cause I'm through\nOh, how I'm through\n[Pre-Chorus: Zach Bryan, \nBoth\n]\nAnd by the time she wakes\nI'll be halfway to my mama's home\nIt just dawned on me\nLife is as fleeting as the passin' dawn\nAnd it was my mistake\n'Cause she never said a thing about Jesus\nI miss my mother's southern drawl\nAnd her prayin' through the walls in the evening", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6wf7Yu7cxBSPrRlWeSeK0Q", "title":"What Was I Made For?", "artist":"Billie Eilish", "danceability":0.444, "valence":0.142, "speechiness":0.0307, "fres":102.0397727273, "vocabComplex":0.4387096774, "sentenceLength":38.75, "avgSyllable":2.1271186441, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI used to float, now I just fall down\nI used to know, but I'm not sure now\nWhat I was made for\nWhat was I made for?\n[Verse 2]\nTakin' a drive, I was an ideal\nLooked so alive, turns out I'm not real\nJust somethin' you paid for\nWhat was I made for?\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I, I\nI don't know how to feel\nBut I wanna try\nI don't know how to feel\nBut someday, I might\nSomeday, I might\n[Post-Chorus]\nMm, mm, ah\nMm, mm, mm\n[Verse 3]\nWhen did it end? All the enjoyment\nI'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend\nIt's not what he's made for\nWhat was I made for?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1ja4311zfLHqUL96poSXfP", "title":"One More Time", "artist":"blink-182", "danceability":0.628, "valence":0.157, "speechiness":0.0271, "fres":92.27925, "vocabComplex":0.5422885572, "sentenceLength":67.0, "avgSyllable":2.6604938272, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Tom DeLonge]\nStrangers, from strangers into brothers\nFrom brothers into strangers once again\nWe saw the whole world, but I couldn't see the meaning\nI couldn't even recognize my friends\n[Verse 2: Mark Hoppus]\nOlder, but nothing's any different\nRight now feels the same, I wonder why\nI wish they told us, it shouldn't take a sickness\nOr airplanes falling out the sky\n[Chorus: Tom DeLonge]\nDo I have to die to hear you miss me?\nDo I have to die to hear you say goodbye?\nI don't wanna act like there's tomorrow\nI don't wanna wait to do this one more time\n[Post-Chorus: Tom DeLonge]\nOne mor\u0435 time\nOne more\nOn\u0435 more time\nOne more time\n[Verse 3: Tom DeLonge & Mark Hoppus]\nI miss you, took time, but I admit it\nIt still hurts even after all these years\nAnd I know that next time ain't always gonna happen\nI gotta say \"I love you\" while we're here", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1kuGVB7EU95pJObxwvfwKS", "title":"Vampire", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.511, "valence":0.35, "speechiness":0.0578, "fres":90.6943589744, "vocabComplex":0.5674603175, "sentenceLength":42.0, "avgSyllable":2.7737556561, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHate to give the satisfaction asking how you're doing now\nHow's the castle built off people\u2005you\u2005pretend to care\u2005about?\nJust what you wanted\nLook at you,\u2005cool guy, you got it\nI see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes\nSix months of torture you sold as some forbidden paradise\nI loved you truly\nYou gotta laugh at the stupidity\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I've made some real big mistakes\nBut you make the worst one look fine\nI should've known it was strange\nYou only come out at night\nI used to think I was smart\nBut you made me look so naive\nThe way you sold me for parts\nAs you sunk your teeth into me, oh\nBloodsucker, fame fucker\nBleedin' me dry like a goddamn vampire\n[Verse 2]\nAnd every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news\nYou called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called 'em crazy too\nYou're so convincing\nHow do you lie without flinching? (How do you lie? How do you lie? How do you lie?)\nOh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked up little thrill\nCan't figure out just how you do it and God knows I never will\nWent for me and not her\n'Cause girls your age know better", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2f86Ae3R4OKAu1lEIqouih", "title":"To Summer, From Cole (Audio Hug)", "artist":"Summer Walker & J. Cole", "danceability":0.735, "valence":0.583, "speechiness":0.273, "fres":95.4223888889, "vocabComplex":0.4161358811, "sentenceLength":235.5, "avgSyllable":2.6593137255, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Summer Walker & \nJ. Cole\n]\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some love\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some love\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some\nCall me when you need some love\nCall me when you need some love\nCall me when you need some love\n[Verse: J. Cole]\nHey, Ms. Walker\nThank you for wantin' a verse from me\nApologies for the wait, some times it's hard to-\nGet the distraction up off ya'\nFor enough time to jot your thoughts\nBut fuck it, this mornin' I gots to\nI'm thinkin' about ya\nI heard you just had you another lil' baby, congratulations\nI hope you got through it with no complications\nI find it amazing the way that you juggle your kids, the biz, the fame\nThe bitches that's hatin', they sit around waitin' for you to fall off, like the album I'm makin'\nBut I hope that you takin' a little time for yourself\nStealin' a moment or two to unwind\nBetween the hectic sounds of your precious baby cryin'\nDo you clear your mind? Must be a lot goin' on\nI hear it in all of your songs\nNiggas been doin' you wrong\nFamily been doin' you wrong\nOn days you feelin' like you on your own\nI wrote this for you to put on\nThank you for sharin' your light, your voice and writin' them beautiful poems\nSession 32\n bring me to tears\n, be gettin' choked up when I hear it\nSeem like I keep cryin' off so much since a nigga had these kids\nAnd I don't know what it is that made me so sensitive\nMore than I already was\nBut never mind that, I'm back, I'm sendin' you this little audio hug\nIn hopes that you smile, forgettin' the stress that piles from all the above\nThe more that we hurt, the harder we love\nAs soon as it's gone we gotta re-up, it's just like a drug\nIf people knew half of the pressure they'd know that it's hard to be her\nI'm sendin' you, SZA & Ari my love\nY'all holdin' us down, y'all holdin' the crowns\nYou ever need somethin' from me, don't hesitate, please\nJust hit me and I'll be around, I'm gone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1KTemUlHzS0SvVtTjY1NTw", "title":"Turn The Lights Back On", "artist":"Billy Joel", "danceability":0.502, "valence":0.458, "speechiness":0.0264, "fres":97.725625, "vocabComplex":0.6341463415, "sentenceLength":82.0, "avgSyllable":2.7928571429, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nPlease open the door\nNothing is different, we've been here before\nPacing these halls, trying to talk\nOver\u2005the\u2005silence\nAnd pride sticks\u2005out its tongue\nLaughs at the portrait\u2005that we've become\nStuck in a frame, unable to change\nI was wrong\n[Chorus]\nI'm late, but I'm here right now\nThough I used to be romantic\nI forgot somehow\nTime can make you blind\nBut I see you now\nAs we're layin' in the darkness\nDid I wait too long\nTo turn the lights back on?\n[Verse 2]\nHer\u0435, stuck on a hill\nOutsiders inside the hom\u0435 that we built\nThe cold settles in\nIt's been a long winter of indifference\nAnd maybe you love me, maybe you don't\nMaybe you'll learn to and maybe you won't\nYou've had enough, but I won't give up\nOn you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7AFApnZCpYBlq2R2lpVfUb", "title":"Pass You By", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.604, "valence":0.306, "speechiness":0.0355, "fres":91.1721248238, "vocabComplex":0.4697802198, "sentenceLength":121.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.6033898305, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMe personally, I've always been the one to encourage motherfuckers to chase they dreams, like\nYou know what I'm saying?\n[Verse 1]\nGet to thinking 'bout Eeshan, your time finally here\nMiss Bridges told me she miss Daijha, I could've shed a tear\nMy cousin wrote me and told me he love to see me live\nBeen gone for twelve summers, locked up eleven years\nAnd brighter days are ahead, see it clear\nSometimes it be like that, keep going\nYou only get one life to live, it's alright to heal\nStop looking backwards and move forwards (Yeah, yeah)\n[Chorus]\nNothing's promised in this life, you could leave any day, any day\nAnd who the fuck made up hard times anyways? Anyways, anyways\nGotta shoot for the stars, reach for the sky\nYou can't be stuck on the past when your future is bright\nYou gotta patch up your pain and live your life\nCan't let it bring you down, don't let it pass you by\nIt'll pass you by, don't let it pass you by (Youngin)\nCan't let it pass you by, don't let it pass you by\nDon't let it pass you by (Youngin), don't let it pass you by\n[Verse 2]\nSkipping school, causin' drama, I'm so sorry for it, mama\nI tried to do it right, but it was hard times in that bottom\nI was broke sleepin' on that couch, my brother hit that lick without me\nIt's okay, my time comin', one day, I'm gon' be shinin'\nThankful we ain't buy the dreams they sold us\nNow we ridin' through that bottom with the doors up\nMy lil' cousin grab the mic, I hope he blow up\nFront my youngin twenty bags and tell him grow up, 'cause\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4tKGFmENO69tZR9ahgZu48", "title":"Murder On The Dancefloor", "artist":"Sophie Ellis-Bextor", "danceability":0.73, "valence":0.887, "speechiness":0.0299, "fres":99.31, "vocabComplex":0.3258928571, "sentenceLength":224.0, "avgSyllable":1.9101796407, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Murder, murder, murder\u2026)\nIt's murder on the dancefloor\nBut you better not kill the groove\nDJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down\n[Verse 1]\nOh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know\nAbout your kind\nAnd so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so\nI'll have to play\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIf you think you're getting away, I will prove you wrong\nI'll take you all the way, boy, just come along\nHear me when I say, hey\n[Chorus]\nIt's murder on the dancefloor\nBut you better not kill the groove, hey-hey, hey-hey\nIt's murder on the dancefloor\nBut you better not steal the moves\nDJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down\n[Verse 2]\nOh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know\nI know there may be others\nAnd so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so\nYou'll just have to pray", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2kE2HFBFkJ0VMw3igxYohz", "title":"Wild Ones", "artist":"Jessie Murph & Jelly Roll", "danceability":0.65, "valence":0.294, "speechiness":0.0449, "fres":91.075, "vocabComplex":0.4720496894, "sentenceLength":161.0, "avgSyllable":2.4461538462, "lyrics":"[Intro: Jessie Murph]\nHm-mm, yeah, yeah\n[\nChorus: Jessie Murph]\nGot me wide, wide open\nGot a .45 on him\nAnd he pushin' 'bout a 102\nAlways smokin' somethin'\nHe ain't worried 'bout nothin'\n'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose\n[Verse 1: Jessie Murph]\nI got a thing for the hard liquor on ice\nShort days and long nights\nMarlboros out the window\nMiddle finger to the sky\nSay you wanna get dangerous\nNow you're speakin' my language\nI forgot what your name is\nSo, I'ma call you mine (Mine)\nI'ma call you mine (Mine)\n[Chorus: Jessie Murph]\nGot me wide, wide open\nGot a .45 on him\nAnd he pushin' 'bout a 102\nAlways smokin' somethin'\nHe ain't worried 'bout nothin'\n'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3VFGA65JnN8EDmnRb5SHW2", "title":"Zoom", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.818, "valence":0.432, "speechiness":0.39, "fres":100.5843931034, "vocabComplex":0.5021097046, "sentenceLength":79.0, "avgSyllable":1.9776536313, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nWheezy outta here\n)\n[Chorus]\nNo, I will not answer, please do not do call my phone\nMr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone\nPlease, oh, girl, oh, leave me 'lone\nDouble cup, it's styrofoam\nPull up, my car, it go, \"Vroom\"\nThis a coupe, no, no legroom\nPull up on your bitch like, \"Zoom\"\n[Post-Chorus]\nWhat you thought, that I wasn't gon' come through?\nWhat you thought, I wasn't gon' get comfortable?\nYou know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you\n[Bridge]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nI know what I can and what I can't do\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI know every time that I'ma come through\nYeah, I just turned to the big man\nBig shoes, big hands, countin' big bands\nBig B on the back of my new pants\nShe saw the zippers and said, \"Those are some sick pants\"\nOoh, I cop Balmain by the flurry\nI got all this money nowadays, so I can't worry\nBreathe in, breathe out, so a bitch can't serve me\nSize 29 my jeans, but my clip is a thirty", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4XqBLxDaEdlqkHlSlb1Rzq", "title":"Enough (Miami)", "artist":"Cardi B", "danceability":0.926, "valence":0.473, "speechiness":0.273, "fres":93.1204392765, "vocabComplex":0.6, "sentenceLength":165.0, "avgSyllable":2.3007518797, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nYeah\nOkay\nOkay\nOkay\nOkay (\nMano\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, look (\nOG Parker\n)\n[Verse 1]\nMe verse you and you know who they pickin'\nCheap and expensive, you knowin' the difference\nYou know that it's hittin', you know what it's givin'\nHair, nails, polar bear\nI can survive in the coldest conditions\nHoes better lower they tone when they spittin'\nBitches is washed, soap on the dishes\nI apply pressure like boa constrictors\nOne bitch, two bitch, old bitch, new bitch\nNone of y'all bitches not gon' do shit\nI'm in Miami, I pull up on cruise ship\nYou in Miami, four ho\u0435s to a room shit (Ah)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhen I step, it's stamped\u0435\nFoot on neck, can't breathe\nLucky Charm, Van Cleef\nDiamonds on the dance team", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6GXgd1BPD9bUpqw5AntGV5", "title":"All You Had To Do Was Stay (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.586, "valence":0.481, "speechiness":0.035, "fres":109.7214160839, "vocabComplex":0.3743589744, "sentenceLength":97.5, "avgSyllable":2.0810810811, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Hey, hey, hey)\n(Hey, hey, hey)\n(Hey, hey, hey)\n(Hey, hey, hey)\n[Verse 1]\nPeople like you always want back\nThe love they gave away\nAnd people like me wanna believe you\nWhen you say you've changed\nThe more I think about it now\nThe less I know\nAll I know is that you drove us\nOff the road\n[Chorus]\n(Stay) Hey, all you had to do was stay\nHad me in the palm of your hand, then\nWhy'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in?\n(Stay) Hey, now you say you want it back\nNow that it's just too late, well, could've been easy\nAll you had to do was (Stay)\n[Post-Chorus]\nAll you had to do was (Stay)\nAll you had to do was (Stay)\nAll you had to do was (Stay)\nAll you had to do was stay", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7g6FlLHxbVqMi1s7S8tDTp", "title":"Summer Too Hot", "artist":"Chris Brown", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.254, "speechiness":0.0574, "fres":95.60875, "vocabComplex":0.5, "sentenceLength":51.5, "avgSyllable":2.3090909091, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nSummer too hot\n[Verse 1]\nI blew it all on her, I get it right back\nShe put it all on me, I couldn't fight that\nShe love when I pull on it when it's tied back\nYou know it's hard to get up out it, I get sidetracked\nShake somethin', left, right, control it\nYou know who to call if you're horny (Yeah)\nRide on it, greenlight me (Greenlight, greenlight)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhy'd you tell your friends that you really don't dance? (Don't dance)\nBut I know that you can\nFuckin' up your plans, we about to get nasty\nBetter hold up them glasses\n[Chorus]\nSummer too hot not to fuck it up\nIs the mood right? Is it wet enough?\nI gotta new ride, guess I level\u0435d up\nLet me wet it up just a f\u0435w times\nSummer too hot, had to double up\nShawty too fire with the bubble butt\nWe should move, slide on the regular\nSummer too hot, it's irregular", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0MBRKCgePXewM1iBQiPn7Q", "title":"Keep Going Up!", "artist":"Timbaland, Nelly Furtado & Justin Timberlake", "danceability":0.82, "valence":0.765, "speechiness":0.0348, "fres":93.3779669261, "vocabComplex":0.3703703704, "sentenceLength":43.875, "avgSyllable":1.9429657795, "lyrics":"[Intro: Justin Timberlake, \nTimbaland\n]\nI keep goin', I keep goin', I keep goin' up\nHow you been, young lady?\nDoes the feelin' still drive you crazy?\nUh, how you been, young lady?\nDoes the feelin'\u2014\n[Verse 1: Nelly Furtado, \nTimbaland\n]\nI been workin' on my gains lately (\nYeah\n)\nI been lovin' myself on the daily (\nUh\n)\nHad to cut some people off, they were drainin' (\nSay what?\n)\nI'm no longer settlin', I'm upgradin', ayy, ayy\n[Pre-Chorus: Nelly Furtado, \nTimbaland\n]\nMy new life's much better than the old one\nI look around, you're not around (Long gone now)\nNow I'm laughin', remember I was broken\nI look around, you're not around (Long gone now, \nsay what?\n)\n[Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado]\nI keep goin', I keep goin', I keep goin' up\nI keep goin', I keep goin', I keep goin' up\n[Verse 2: Justin Timberlake, \nTimbaland\n]\nI been addin' commas on my new statements (\nSay what?\n)\nYeah, I been on new energy, it's contagious (\nYeah\n)\nI could try to hide it, but can't contain it (\nUh\n)\nThis life keeps goin' up and I can't explain it (\nAyy, what you say, JT?\n)\nI'm a top-notch dresser, one-two stepper (\nYeah\n)\nStill got the belt, don't buckle under pressure (\nUh\n)\nChamp and still reignin' (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nNo, I ain't gotta tell you, you heard him sayin' it\nBut just in case y'all have forgot, you know who you playin' with, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1ytVc8fTgA7hAOOR0n4EH7", "title":"Sunday Service", "artist":"Latto", "danceability":0.851, "valence":0.535, "speechiness":0.365, "fres":93.6372727273, "vocabComplex":0.34, "sentenceLength":56.25, "avgSyllable":2.1970149254, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nGo Grizz\nPooh, you a fool for this one\nB-B-Bankroll Got It\n[Chorus]\nI don't sing R&B but, bitch, I'm really her, fuck wrong with niggas?\nHow you let him cheat and take him back? Must be your only nigga (The fuck?)\nI get loud just like my weed, I don't watch my tone with niggas\nI hang up the phone on niggas (Click)\nYou ain't my daddy, bitch, I'm big mama (Bitch)\nEvery time y'all book me with them hoes, it's gon' be big drama (Grrah)\nTwenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service (Skrrt)\nI just want a one on one, don't know why she so nervous (Boop)\nFuck what these hoes sayin' 'cause my nigga say I'm perfect (Tuh)\n[Verse 1]\nAnyway, body count so low, I might say I'm a virgin (Ooh)\nAny day, I could switch my car just like I switch my purses (Skrrt)\nAndale, quick to cut him off if he don't serve no purpose\nYou a clown and I'm allergic, niggas straight up out the circus (Haha)\nIt's the nerve for me, these niggas burnt, they third degree\nHe callin' tryin' to work it out, I'd rather make him work for me (The fuck?)\nHe can't tell if it's authentic or it's surgery\n, please, \nLil Nas X the only nigga curvin' me\n[Chorus]\nI don't sing R&B but, bitch, I'm really her, fuck wrong with niggas?\nHow you let him cheat and take him back? Must be your only nigga (The fuck?)\nI get loud just like my weed, I don't watch my tone with niggas\nI hang up the phone on niggas (Click)\nYou ain't my daddy, bitch, I'm big mama (Bitch)\nEvery time y'all book me with them hoes, it's gon' be big drama (Grrah)\nTwenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service (Skrrt)\nI just want a one on one, don't know why she so nervous (Boop, ha)\nFuck what these hoes sayin' 'cause my nigga say I'm perfect (Tuh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7CSxAriQKhvmM7Bu12fm5e", "title":"Big Dawg", "artist":"Lil Durk & Chief Wuk", "danceability":0.734, "valence":0.279, "speechiness":0.229, "fres":97.5783333333, "vocabComplex":0.4278728606, "sentenceLength":68.1666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3232628399, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Durk]\nShe want that big bag, she don't want that lil' girl shit\nI just get mad when you on that lil' girl shit \n(\nATL Jacob, ATL Jacob\n)\n[Verse 1: Lil Durk]\nDrink a six down, tell your bro to stop to get a kit\nWorth them Ms, now me and my lil' brother got a stick\nDrunk a Xan down, woke up and forgot what I had said\nMy shit jet brown, new Dior sneakers kinda slick (Why would I lie on him?)\nThink he slick 'cause he tried to take his brother off (Why would I lie on him?)\nOne nigga can't stop the killings, only money talk (Why would I lie on him?)\nGotta watch the sneaky hoes snatchin' rubbers off (Why would I lie on him?)\nI told you to your face, you're a snake, so cut the brother talk (Why would I lie?)\nTried to skrrt off, you get clapped though, let the thirty off\nEver shot at in a Maybach, knock your curtains off\nI feel like niggas gonna tell you start the prayer talk\nI aggravated you, you dumb, you scratched the numbers off\nOh, hell nah, Chicago star, don't want them bell bums\nCould've got out early, but they caught him with a cellphone\nYou can't tell me nothin', I'm with the murders, I'ma stand on it\nYou can't tell me nothin', them niggas different, you can't compare 'em to me\nPull up with a stick, pull up with a big gun\nPull up with a stick, pull up with a stick, uh\nHit up with a switch, he don't even know where he hit from\nWorried 'bout my bitch, you don't even knowin' what your bitch doin', uh\nI'm so rich I bring the barber in the club\nI'm so rich, I'm with the robbers in the club\nYou end up snitchin', then you not a part of us\nBitch, this a Patek, this is not a Cartier", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6GGtHZgBycCgGBUhZo81xe", "title":"Say Yes To Heaven", "artist":"Lana Del Rey", "danceability":0.49, "valence":0.166, "speechiness":0.0254, "fres":110.8814547414, "vocabComplex":0.4491525424, "sentenceLength":118.0, "avgSyllable":2.1808510638, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIf you dance, I'll dance\nAnd if you don't, I'll dance anyway\nGive peace a chance\nLet the fear you have fall away\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI've got my eye on you\nI've got my eye on you\n[Chorus]\nSay yes to Heaven\nSay yes to me\nSay yes to Heaven\nSay yes to me\n[Verse 2]\nIf you go, I'll stay\nYou come back, I'll be right here\nLike a barge at sea\nIn the storm, I stay clear\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause I've got my mind on you\nI've got my mind on you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5GCU2LJWPzoP8Q6nexs61z", "title":"Let's Go", "artist":"Key Glock", "danceability":0.673, "valence":0.303, "speechiness":0.0677, "fres":100.116004902, "vocabComplex":0.424, "sentenceLength":250.0, "avgSyllable":1.9885057471, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nWonka, secure the bag\n)\nI'm ready\n(\nGet the bag, King Wonka\n)\n[Chorus]\nLet's go, let's go, let's go\nLet's go, let's go, let's go\nLet's go, let's go, let's go\nLet's go, let's go, let's go (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nLet's go, let's go get some money, fuck that plan (Fuck that plan)\nI told her, \"Take this Plan B and stop playin'\" (Stop playin')\nI'm tired of buyin' jewelry, finna buy some land (Buy some land)\nThey still tryna figure out who I am (Glizock)\nWho I be (Who I be)\nPillow-talkin' to these hoes, that shit weak (That shit weak)\nThey say money talk, put diamonds in my teeth (In my teeth)\nI b\u0435 Louis'd down with Jordans on my feet (Two-threes)\nNiggas messed up in your yard like trick or tr\u0435at (Treat)\nYou better play your cards right, you better not ever reach (Reach)\nFor this chain over here, I'll put you underneath ('Neath)\nYeah, I rep that five, but I'll put you six feet\nFeet, nigga", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6Qb7YsAqH4wWFUMbGsCpap", "title":"Training Season", "artist":"Dua Lipa", "danceability":0.815, "valence":0.671, "speechiness":0.0532, "fres":93.217084399, "vocabComplex":0.6104651163, "sentenceLength":28.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.7234042553, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nAre you\nSomeone that I can give my heart to?\nOr just the poison that I'm drawn to?\nIt can be hard to tell the difference late at night\nPlay fair\nIs that a compass in your nature?\nOr are you tricky? 'Cause I've been there\nAnd, baby, I don't need to learn my lesson twice\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut if you really wanna go there\nYou should know I\n[Chorus]\nNeed someone to hold me close\nDeeper than I've ever known\nWhose love feels like a rodeo\nKnows just how to take control\nWhen I'm vulnerable\nHe's straight talking to my soul\nConv\u0435rsation overload\nGot me feeling vertigo\n[Post-Chorus]\nAr\u0435 you somebody who can go there?\n'Cause I don't wanna have to show ya\nIf that ain't you, then let me know, yeah\n'Cause training season's over\n(Training season's over)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2Zo1PcszsT9WQ0ANntJbID", "title":"Feather", "artist":"Sabrina Carpenter", "danceability":0.787, "valence":0.836, "speechiness":0.0339, "fres":79.6545, "vocabComplex":0.4423963134, "sentenceLength":217.0, "avgSyllable":1.9166666667, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)\n(Do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)\nOh, not another take\n[Verse 1]\nOh, it's like that, I'm your dream come true\nWhen it's on a platter for you\nThen you pull back when I try to make plans\nMore than two hours in advance, mm\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI slam the door, I hit ignore\nI'm saying, \"No, no, no, no more\"\nI got you blocked, after this, an afterthought\nI finally cut you off\n[Chorus]\nI feel so much lighter like a feather with you off my mind (Ah)\nFloatin' through the memories like whatever, you're a waste of time (Ah)\nYour signals are mixed, you act like a bitch\nYou fit every stereotype, \"Send a pic\"\nI feel so much lighter like a feather with you out my life\nWith you out my life\n[Post-Chorus]\n(Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)\n(Do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)\nLike a feather, like a feather, like a feather, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3RaCGXCiiMufRPoexXxGkV", "title":"Slime You Out", "artist":"Drake Featuring SZA", "danceability":0.483, "valence":0.105, "speechiness":0.0502, "fres":91.6033026516, "vocabComplex":0.3698030635, "sentenceLength":91.6, "avgSyllable":0.997311828, "lyrics":"Most Popular Scribes\n2,500,000+ views\n (8)\n\u2022 \n\"GOOBA\"\n - 6ix9ine \n| 4,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"As It Was\"\n -\u2005Harry\u2005Styles \n| 3,8\u2005million+\n\u2022 \n\"The Box\"\n - Roddy Ricch\u2005\n| 3,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"cardigan\"\n - Taylor Swift \n|\n \n3,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"deja vu\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"good 4 u\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"MONTERO (CMBYN)\"\n - Lil Nas X \n| 2,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Good Days\"\n - SZA \n|\n \n2,5 million+\n2,500,000 - 1,000,000 views\n (27)\n\u2022 \n\"Life Is Good\"\n - Future \nft. Drake\n \n|\n \n2,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"After Hours\"\n - The Weeknd \n|\n \n2,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Yummy\"\n - Justin Bieber \n|\n \n2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Leave The Door Open\"\n - Silk Sonic \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Stuck With U\"\n - JB & Ariana Grande \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"family ties\"\n - Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Off The Grid\"\n - Kanye West \nft. Carti & Fivio Foreign\n \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Body (Remix)\"\n - Russ Millions & T. Wayne \n| 1,8 million+\n\u2022 \n\"No Time To Die\"\n - Billie Eilish \n|\n \n1,8 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Slut!\"\n - Taylor Swift \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"willow\"\n - Taylor Swift \n|\n \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Wow.\"\n - Post Malone \n|\n \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Peaches\"\n - Justin Bieber \nft. Daniel Caesar & GIVEON\n \n| 1,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Kiss Me More\"\n - Doja Cat \nft. SZA\n \n| 1,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Laugh Now Cry Later\"\n - Drake \nft. Lil Durk\n \n|\n \n1,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Slime You Out\"\n - Drake \nft. SZA\n \n| 1,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Sprinter\"\n - Dave & Central Cee \n1,2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Savage Remix\"\n - Megan Stallion \nft. Beyonc\u00e9\n \n|\n \n1,2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"POPSTAR\"\n - DJ Khaled & Drake \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"TROLLZ\"\n - 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj \n|\n \n1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Holy\"\n - Justin Bieber \nft. Chance The Rapper\n \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Boy's a liar pt. 2\"\n - PinkPantheress & Ice Spice \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Myron\"\n - Lil Uzi Vert \n|\n \n1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Hollywood's Bleeding\"\n - Post Malone \n|\n \n1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Say So (Remix)\"\n - Doja Cat \nft. Nicki Minaj\n \n|\n \n1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"THE SCOTTS\"\n - Travis Scott & Kid Cudi \n| 1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"brutal\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 1 million+", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2dyAiC9k6s0mWnMSQRQJGd", "title":"Psycho CEO", "artist":"Yeat", "danceability":0.558, "valence":0.039, "speechiness":0.0312, "fres":99.9933989726, "vocabComplex":0.3024118738, "sentenceLength":67.375, "avgSyllable":1.8509485095, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nYeah, yeah, my diamonds jump (Ah, ah, yeah)\nYeah, my diamonds talk, uh, yeah, my money long (Ah, ah, yeah)\nYeah, my money tall, huh, heard it's tall as God\n (Ah, ah)\nHeard you tryna to come rock with us, we don't know who you are (Ah, ah, yeah)\nLet's get disrespectful, let's get disrespectful (Ah, ah)\nYou better have self-respect, when you talk to me (Ooh, ah, ah)\nI'ma cut you off, cut you off when you talkin' to me (Ah, ah)\nCut you out my car, cut you out my life (Ah, ah, yeah)\n[Post-Chorus]\nWhere my scissors at? \nWhere my twizzies at? (Yeah)\nWh\u0435re my motherfuckin' army when I need that?\n (Ah, ah, y\u0435ah)\nI'm the realest in this game, know I bleed that (Ah, ah, yeah)\nWhen we pull up, we courtside, yeah, where your seats at? (Yeah)\nI'm in 2093, where your life at? (Ah, ah, yeah)\nWear your diamonds clean like me, but can you wipe that? (Ah, ah, yeah)\nI don't need to have my gun, you know I slice that\n (Ah, ah, yeah)\nYeah, I push up on this beat, I'm fuckin' knife that\n[Verse]\nUh, we got G-Wagons, big money, big boss (Yeah)\nWent to Europe for the week, I just took off\n (Yeah)\nI keep my foot on the gas, no, I don't take it off (Shh)\nWe so clean, yeah, we at Nike, uh\nI like being number one hypebeast\n (Yeah, yeah)\nYeah, when you fuck with me, then, then you might be, uh (Yeah, yeah)\nI just poured a planet in my IV bag (Yeah, yeah)\nYou ain't got no money, it's obviously sad\nI'm the psycho CEO, ha (I'm that psycho CEO)\nMr. Worldwide on this coat\n (Yeah, yeah)\nAnd my diamonds hoppin', I just spent a night on that boat (Yeah, yeah)\nYou was lame, what happened? Now we laughin' back at all these jokes (Yeah, ha)\nYou can say you don't like my shit, but then I know you lyin' (Yeah)\nI'm done wastin' time, I'm done waitin' in line (Yeah)\nYeah, don't talk about that shit, you always lyin'\nOn top of all that shit, I stood just fine (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4CIyxiObT9G35HrSItAblR", "title":"HVN On Earth", "artist":"Lil Tecca & Kodak Black", "danceability":0.734, "valence":0.239, "speechiness":0.108, "fres":98.6442156863, "vocabComplex":0.2397476341, "sentenceLength":105.6666666667, "avgSyllable":1.4133333333, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Tecca]\nH.O.E, H.O.E\n \n(\nI-I-I\u2014\n)\nHeaven on earth, my H.O.E, \nH.O.E\n, \nH.O.E\nThat's my H.O.E, H.O.E\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\n \n(\nI-I-I\u2014\n)\nThat's my\u2014that's my\u2014\n (It's so)\nH.O.E, H.O.E\n (It's so)\nHeaven on earth, my H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E\n (It's so)\nThat's my H.O.E, H.O.E\n \n(\nI-I-I'm working on dying\n)\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\n (It's so)\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\n \n(\nBNYX\n)\nThat's my\u2014that's my\u2014\n \n(\nWe love you, Tecca\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]\nI never had the time to make a way\nI only had the time to make a play (Oh-oh, oh)\nI had to learn nobody savin' me\nIf you gon' run it up, then why wait? (\nThat's my\u2014that's my\u2014\n)\nThey see I got a lot up in my plate\nWhen you been workin', it's not 'bout the faith (Oh-oh, oh)\nShe on my phone and what she 'bout to say?\nShe let me know (\nThat's my\u2014that's my\u2014\n)\n[Chorus: Lil Tecca]\nH.O.E, H.O.E\nHeaven on earth, my H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E\n (Oh-oh, oh)\nThat's my H.O.E, H.O.E\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\n (Oh-oh, oh)\nThat's my\u2014\nthat's my\u2014\nH.O.E, H.O.E\nHeaven on earth, my H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E\n (Oh-oh, oh)\nThat's my H.O.E, H.O.E\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\nHeaven on earth, my\u2014\n (Oh-oh, oh)\nThat's my\u2014that's my\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"34sOdxWu9FljH84UXdRwu1", "title":"All-American Bitch", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.43, "valence":0.401, "speechiness":0.0429, "fres":85.7458575884, "vocabComplex":0.4429223744, "sentenceLength":219.0, "avgSyllable":2.5654450262, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI am light as a feather, I'm as stiff as a board\nI pay attention to things that most people ignore\nAnd I'm alright with the movies\nThat make jokes 'bout senseless cruelty, that's for sure\nAnd I am built like a mother and a total machine\nI feel for your every little issue, I know just what you mean\nAnd I make light of the darkness\nI've got sun in my motherfuckin' pocket, best believe\nYeah, you know me, I\n[Chorus]\nForgive, and I forget\nI know my age and I act like it\nGot what you can't resist\nI'm a perfect all-American\n[Verse 2]\nI am light as a feather, I'm as fresh as the air\nCoca-Cola bottles that I only use to curl my hair\nI got class and integrity\nJust like a goddamn Kennedy, I swear\nWith love to spare, I\n[Chorus]\nForgive and I forget\nI know my age and I act like it\nGot what you can't resist\nI'm a perfect all-American bitch\nWith perfect all-American lips\nAnd perfect all-American hips\nI know my place\nI know my place and this is it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4iy69rTUn8cAY8Q8q9vfOw", "title":"Gold", "artist":"Dierks Bentley", "danceability":0.674, "valence":0.946, "speechiness":0.0285, "fres":97.248652793, "vocabComplex":0.4492753623, "sentenceLength":207.0, "avgSyllable":2.5813953488, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt ain't easy\nNobody said it would be\nYou finally find that greener grass\nBut you're still in the weeds\nAin't it crazy\nAll the time that you spend\nDrivin' through the rainbow for the pot at the end\n[Chorus]\nI got some rust on my Chevy but it's ready to roll\nI got a rhinestone sky and a song in my soul\nIt ain't a smooth ride, life, it's a winding road\nYeah, it might be gravel, but it feels like gold\n[Verse 2]\nI've been climbing\nTrying to get to the view\nI'm at the bottom but the sky's still pretty damn blue\nThey say heaven\nIs somewhere on the other side\nBut I ain't waitin'\nHell, I'm thinkin', it's a state of mind\n[Chorus]\nI got som\u0435 rust on my Chevy but it's ready to roll\nI got a rhineston\u0435 sky and a song in my soul\nIt ain't a smooth ride, life, it's a winding road\nYeah, it might be gravel, but it feels like gold", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4PS1e8f2LvuTFgUs1Cn3ON", "title":"The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas To You)", "artist":"Nat \"King\" Cole", "danceability":0.319, "valence":0.209, "speechiness":0.0341, "fres":82.1704166667, "vocabComplex":0.6797385621, "sentenceLength":153.0, "avgSyllable":3.2086330935, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nChestnuts roasting on an open fire\nJack frost nipping at your nose\nYuletide carols being sung by a choir\nAnd folks dressed up like Eskimos\nEverybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe\nHelp to make the season bright\nTiny tots with their eyes all aglow\nWill find it hard to sleep tonight\nThey know that Santa's on his way\nHe's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh\nAnd every mother's child is gonna spy\nTo see if reindeers really know how to fly\nAnd so I'm offering this simple phrase\nTo kids from one to ninety-two\nAlthough its been said many times\nMany ways, merry Christmas to you\n[Instrumental break]\n[Outro]\nAnd so I'm offering this simple phrase\nTo kids from one to ninety-two\nAlthough its been said many times\nMany ways, merry Christmas to you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0o3ua5ufFK7nfRzbDUNoGA", "title":"Don't Wanna Break Up Again", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.41, "valence":0.556, "speechiness":0.33, "fres":91.9729667519, "vocabComplex":0.4893617021, "sentenceLength":188.0, "avgSyllable":2.3776223776, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMm\n[Verse 1]\nI fall asleep cryin'\nYou turn up the TV\nYou don't wanna hear me\nOne more sleepless night\nBig day in the morning\nSo, I take my time to self-soothe\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm too much for you\nSo I really gotta do\nThe thing I don't wanna do\nNo, I don't, don't, don't, don't\n[Chorus]\nI don't wanna fuck with your head\nIt's breakin' my heart\nTo keep breakin' yours again (Yours again, yours again, yours again)\nThis situationship has to end\nBut I just can't refuse\nI don't wanna break up again (Up again, up again, up again), baby\n[Verse 2]\nI made it so easy\nSpent so much on therapy\nBlamed my own codependency\nBut you didn't even try\nWhen you finally did, it was at the wrong time\nWon't abandon me again for you and I, I", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"59ksHIFa69pi0az2bKdu6s", "title":"HG4", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.647, "valence":0.219, "speechiness":0.0785, "fres":92.7525731211, "vocabComplex":0.4871794872, "sentenceLength":85.8, "avgSyllable":2.4972677596, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nWith the hand I was dealt, they probably thought that I'd be dead or in jail\nWhere I'm from, every day feel hotter than hell\nStill gotta keep your heater when it's hot, I tell you (\nYo, Keyz\n)\n'Cause you don't wanna be \nstressed\n out in a hundred-degree weather\nPeople love to talk down, say my name, but they don't know a thing\nEvery day, I'm thanking God that my lifestyle changed\nEvery time I missed the bus, I walked to school in the rain\nKnow you love to hear my song, but is you feelin' my pain?\nI used to log on th\u0435 'Book, see RIPs, man, this shit here ain't safe\nI grabb\u0435d my tool and grabbed my books, we strapped down every day\nFatz say he ain't got no opps, so give me your flame\nHe crazy, cocked it back, then banged it 'fore he play with my name\nI love to rap, but gettin' attention was my biggest of fears\nThis rap shit was just my dream, but I'm finally here\nSoon as I bumped into the millions, bought my sister a whip\nShe used to let me borrow her bike to go hit me a lick\nRemember my bed had bugs, so I slept on the floor\nTake my pain out with that poker, go and kick me a door\nIn the 'partments with my partner, his grandma say I'm a demon\nAt the gas station, waitin', plottin', and schemin'\nAnd I thought that my heart was in the trenches forever\nMy other partner killed his partner, changed my whole perspective\nWe all got twenty-four hours and one life to maintain\nSo get up off your ass, nigga, go\u2014\nIt's all about grinding, fuck perfect timing\nFuck maintainin', get rich or die tryin'\nWhen it's you against the world, your back against the wall\nYou're down on your luck, tell me who can you call?\nYour ho keep complaining, bitch won't shut the fuck up\nGet the fuck out my face and shut the fuck up\nTell me who could I call when I was fucked up?\nTell me who can you call when you're fucked up?\n (Uh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3jfywRZH6cB2iLyKqo4EZd", "title":"Can't Have Mine", "artist":"Dylan Scott", "danceability":0.663, "valence":0.371, "speechiness":0.0285, "fres":103.52500998, "vocabComplex":0.564516129, "sentenceLength":186.0, "avgSyllable":2.7790697674, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou can find you a girl on a Friday night\nDancing in the back of a bar\nOn Sunday morning, hands up high\nSinging front row in the choir\nYou can find you a girl through a friend of a friend\nShe could show up right out of the blue\nIt don't matter where you find her\nJust as long as you\n[Chorus]\nFind you a girl that leaves you speechless\nGets wild on the town but still loves Jesus\nOne who's worth the wait even when she ain't on time\nFind you a girl that loves her daddy\nTalking 'bout babies makes her happy\nYeah take it from me that's the kind you need to find\nYou just can't have mine\n[Verse 2]\nFind you a girl that likes to do all the things you love to do\nAnd even on your worst day\nShe still thinks you hung th\u0435 moon\nFind you a girl that's like fine wine\nIt just g\u0435ts better with age\nBoy you're heaven made", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2eGvz6O6tVnh9nKiitDEhZ", "title":"I Can Feel It", "artist":"Kane Brown", "danceability":0.529, "valence":0.55, "speechiness":0.0452, "fres":94.7949230769, "vocabComplex":0.5527638191, "sentenceLength":66.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.4259259259, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI can see you by the bar\nSkinny margarita with a broken heart\nSo I slid over like a steel guitar\nWe started talkin' 'til I\nSaw your boots bounce to the beat\nYou said, \"Do you dance? Wanna dance with me?\"\nNext thing I know, I started to think\nThat we might be onto somethin'\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou're puttin' on a show\nNo need to take it slow\nThere's something here, I know\n[Chorus]\nI can feel it in the air, feel it in the whiskey in my hand\nIn your hips, your body tells me when you start to dance\nMaybe this is turning to a \"We should probably get up out of here\"\nOh, baby, I swear, I can feel it in the air (I can feel it)\nI can feel it, mm\n[Verse 2]\nYou got everybody lookin'\nLookin' at you, lookin' at me\nTh\u0435m words you're whisperin' in my ear\nGirl, th\u0435y're as smooth as Tennessee", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0NwGC0v03ysCYINtg6ns58", "title":"Better Than Revenge (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.496, "valence":0.665, "speechiness":0.0803, "fres":90.1527108858, "vocabComplex":0.4874213836, "sentenceLength":318.0, "avgSyllable":2.8104089219, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nNow go stand in the corner and think about what you did (Ha)\nHaha, time for a little revenge\n[Verse 1]\nThe story starts when it was hot and it was summer, and\nI had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him\nShe came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause\nShe took him faster than you can say \"Sabotage\"\nI never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it\nI underestimated just who I was dealing with (Oh)\nShe had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum\nShe underestimated just who she was stealin' from\n[Chorus]\nShe's not a saint and she's not what you think\nShe's an actress, woah\nHe was a moth to the flame\nShe was holding the matches, woah\nSoon, she's gonna find stealing other people's toys\nOn the playground won't make you many friends\nShe should keep in mind, she should keep in mind\nThere is nothing I do better than revenge (Revenge), ha\n[Verse 2]\nShe looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list\nShe looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it\nI think her ever-present frown is a little troubling, and\nShe thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things\nBut sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know\nOr pushing people down to get you where you wanna go\nThey didn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me\nThat no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity\n(Think about what you did)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7hZTywPKMdVjJzwdWu11BK", "title":"Save Me The Trouble", "artist":"Dan + Shay", "danceability":0.444, "valence":0.376, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":93.4726666667, "vocabComplex":0.5945945946, "sentenceLength":185.0, "avgSyllable":2.7435897436, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI can tell by the way that you're stirrin' your drink\nOh, we're already playin' with fire\nSaid that you had to go 'bout an hour ago\nBaby, you're such a beautiful liar\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIt feels like a movie I've already seen\nSo right now I'm beggin' you, please\n[Chorus]\nWhy don't you save me the trouble\nKeep those pretty blue eyes to yourself\nWhy don't you save me the trouble\nGive that heartache to somebody else\nIf you're the kinda girl that's only gonna wanna love and leave\nA guy like me alone in this bar drinkin' double\nWhy don't you save me the trouble\nSave me the trouble, baby\n[Verse 2]\nNow the closer I get to the red on your lips\nI can feel myself fallin' all crazy\n'Cause just a little kiss and I could never get you out of my mind\nSo before you go wreck my whole life", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1zU8j1x3yi9xalMF96pzKp", "title":"Dear John (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.419, "valence":0.133, "speechiness":0.0296, "fres":99.9294939227, "vocabComplex":0.6285714286, "sentenceLength":105.0, "avgSyllable":2.6827956989, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nLong were the nights\nWhen my days once revolved around you\nCounting my footsteps\nPrayin' the floor won't fall through again\nAnd my mother accused me of losin' my mind\nBut I swore I was fine\nYou\u205fpaint\u205fme\u205fa blue sky\nThen\u205fgo back and\u205fturn it to rain\nAnd I lived in your chess game\nBut you change the rules every day\nWonderin' which version of you\nI might get on the phone tonight\nWell, I stopped pickin' up\nAnd this song is to let you know why\n[Chorus]\nDear John, I see it all now that you're gone\nDon't you think I was too young to be messed with?\nThe girl in the dress cried the whole way home\nI shoulda known\n[Verse 2]\nWell, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame\nOr maybe it's you and your sick need\nTo give love and take it away\nAnd you'll add my name to your long list of traitors\nWho don't understand\nAnd I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said\n\"Run as fast as you can\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"694k4TfDqOqmhebj79li54", "title":"Love For A Thug", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.655, "valence":0.268, "speechiness":0.0967, "fres":96.7163340979, "vocabComplex":0.3044554455, "sentenceLength":22.4444444444, "avgSyllable":2.3666666667, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nIs anybody out there? Tell me\nIs anybody out there?\nLook, look, look, uh\n[Verse]\nIt's like I gave it all I got, but it still wasn't enough\nAt times I sit and wonder, is it love for a thug?\nMe and my partner popping Percocets, we'd trade 'em for a hug\nA dosage of your love is all it takes to give it up\nI made mistakes in my relationship\n, I admit I wasn't strong\nBut how another nigga bitch gon' tell me where I'm going wrong?\nYour nigga sound like me and I sound like your nigga\nSo tell me what's the issue? Why you ain't in bed at home?\nThe stories that you tell about your lover sound too familiar\nIf he know what you did on your finsta, he'd try and kill you\nGirl, I'm a real gangster, I ain't goin' for shit\nEither we get it right or we can call it quits\n[Chorus]\nUh, and I know what I'm goin' through mean nothin' to you\nI would've did it all for your love, but my all ain't enough\nIt's safe to say, but I'm givin' up\nIs it anybody out there that got love for a thug?\nIs it love for a thug?\nIs it anybody out there that got love for a thug?\nIt's no love for a thug\nIs it anybody out there that got love for a thug?\nTell me, is it love for a thug?\nIs it anybody out there that got love for a thug?\nIt's no love for a thug\nFor a thug\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nIs it anybody out there?\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nThat thug life, that thug passion, you know what I'm saying?\nThat right or wrong, you know, forever rollin' and shit, you know what I'm saying?\nIs it love for a thug? Is it love for a thug?\nEven though I'm a thug, baby, I need love\nIs it anybody out there?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"103u49mLoJUge83B1CnLxI", "title":"Truck Bed", "artist":"HARDY", "danceability":0.662, "valence":0.769, "speechiness":0.0367, "fres":99.255878553, "vocabComplex":0.4117647059, "sentenceLength":204.0, "avgSyllable":2.3595505618, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning\nWith a bone-dry bottle of Jack I was pouring\nDamn, she got some nerve way she kicked me to the curb\nGuess you can say I got what I deserve\n'Cause I woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning\n(Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nShe said, \"Don't come home if you go to the bar\"\nI said, \"Okay, baby\" then got drunk out in the yard\n2 AM I knock knock knocked up on the door\nBut she never unlock-locked it, guess I don't live there no more\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nYeah, she meant business this time\nI can't believe my bloodshot eyes\n[Chorus]\nI woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning\nWith a bone-dry bottle of Jack I was pouring\nDamn, she got some nerve way she kicked me to the curb\nGuess you can say I got what I deserve\n'Cause I woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this morning\n(Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0mflMxspEfB0VbI1kyLiAv", "title":"Stick Season", "artist":"Noah Kahan", "danceability":0.662, "valence":0.817, "speechiness":0.0682, "fres":91.8103531422, "vocabComplex":0.5931558935, "sentenceLength":263.0, "avgSyllable":2.9188034188, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nAs you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined\nYou must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive\nBecause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign\nKept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right\nNow I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face\nAnd memories are somethin' even \nsmoking weed does not replace\nAnd I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains\nDoc told me to travel, but there's Covid on the planes\n[Chorus]\nAnd I love Vermont,\n but it's the \nseason of the sticks\nAnd I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed\nAnd it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim\nI'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas\nAnd I'll dream each night of some version of you\nThat I might not have, but I did not lose\nNow you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes\nAnd I'm split in half, but that'll have to do\n[Verse 2]\nSo I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad\nThat I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad\nNo, I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh\nYou once called me \"forever,\" now you still can't call me back", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6XXxKsu3RJeN3ZvbMYrgQW", "title":"16 Carriages", "artist":"Beyonce", "danceability":0.525, "valence":0.342, "speechiness":0.0798, "fres":90.2584848993, "vocabComplex":0.5195530726, "sentenceLength":179.0, "avgSyllable":2.6993464052, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nSixteen carriages drivin' away\nWhile I watch them ride with my dreams away\nTo the summer sunset on a holy night\nOn a long back road, all the tears I fight\nSixteen carriages drivin' away\nWhile I watch them ride with my dreams away\nTo the summer sunset on a holy night\nOn a long black road, all the tears I fight\n[Verse 1]\nAt fifteen, the innocence was gone astray\nHad to leave my home at an early age\nI saw Mama prayin', I saw Daddy grind\nAll my tender problems, had to leave behind\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIt's been umpteen summers, and I'm not in my bed\nOn the back of the bus in a bunk with the band\nGoin' so hard, gotta choose myself\nUnd\u0435rpaid and overwhelmed\nI might cook, cl\u0435an, but still won't fold\nStill workin' all my life, you know\nOnly God knows, only God knows\nOnly God knows", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4HXiZiCbYIiG03OQwXRYnE", "title":"Stars Like Confetti", "artist":"Dustin Lynch", "danceability":0.623, "valence":0.961, "speechiness":0.0329, "fres":94.8975868486, "vocabComplex":0.5743589744, "sentenceLength":195.0, "avgSyllable":2.4658385093, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThere we were\nIn the back of that old Z-71\nThe road was dirt\nA couple kids waitin' on the sun\nCherry red\nBaby, I still recall the taste\nWe were a few beers shy of freedom\nI had my \nhands around your waist\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou said, \"Babe, I'm gettin' cold\"\nI said, \"Climb on in my jacket\"\nYou already know\nLike my heart, you can have it\n[Chorus]\nOh, I don't remember what the radio was playin'\nI was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'\nAll I know is there was magic in that Chevy\nBaby, you were glowin', God was throwin'\nStars like confetti, ah\nStars like conf\u0435tti, ah\n[Verse 2]\nYeah, rusted truck, dusted-up boots\nAnd high on a p\u0435rfume buzz\nThat see-forever sky wasn't near as high as us\nYeah, our hearts were beatin' faster\nThan a runaway midnight train\nWe couldn't say forever\nBut we said it anyway", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5w40ZYhbBMAlHYNDaVJIUu", "title":"Chemical", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.498, "valence":0.373, "speechiness":0.045, "fres":94.0633848093, "vocabComplex":0.4608695652, "sentenceLength":230.0, "avgSyllable":2.4597701149, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nOxytocin makin' it all okay\nWhen I come back down, it doesn't feel the same\nNow, I'm sittin' 'round waitin' for the world to end all day\n'Cause I couldn't leave you if I tried\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou break me, then I break my rules\nLast time was the last time too\nIt's fucked up, I know, but I'm still\n[Chorus]\nOutside of the party, smokin' in the car with you\nSeven-nation army fightin' at the bar with you\nTell you that I'm sorry, tell me what I gotta do\n'Cause I can't let go, it's chemical\nNo, I can't let go, it's chemical\n[Verse 2]\nEvery time I'm ready to make a change (Mhm)\nYou turn around and fuck out all my brains (Woo)\nI ain't tryna fight fate, it's too late to save face\nI can't get away, maybe there's no mistakes (Maybe there's no mistakes)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou break me, then I break my rules\nLast time was the last time too\nIt's fucked up, I know, but I'm still, still", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3bH2Eu9A9ymI4UnGHRmoXg", "title":"Merry Christmas", "artist":"Ed Sheeran & Elton John", "danceability":0.594, "valence":0.602, "speechiness":0.0357, "fres":95.2205555556, "vocabComplex":0.5925925926, "sentenceLength":94.5, "avgSyllable":2.5093167702, "lyrics":"[Intro: Ed Sheeran]\nBuild the fire and gather 'round the tree\nFill the glass and maybe come and sing with me\n[Chorus: Ed Sheeran & \nElton John\n]\nSo kiss me under the mistletoe\nPour out the wine, let's toast and \npray for December snow\nI know there's been pain this year, but it's time to let it go\nNext year, you never know\nBut for now, Merry Christmas, we'll\nDance in the kitchen while embers glow\nWe've both known love, but this love we got is the b\u0435st of all\nI wish you could see you through my eyes, then you would know\nMy God, you look b\u0435autiful\nRight now, Merry Christmas\n[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran & \nElton John\n]\nThe fire is raging on\nAnd we'll all sing along to the song\nJust having so much fun\nWhile we're here, can we all\nSpare a thought for the ones who have gone?\nMerry Christmas, everyone\n[Refrain: Choir]\nAh-ah-ah-ah\nAh-ah-ah-ah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3xYJScVfxByb61dYHTwiby", "title":"Hits Different", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.672, "valence":0.239, "speechiness":0.0421, "fres":94.3617056856, "vocabComplex":0.5806451613, "sentenceLength":217.0, "avgSyllable":2.8105263158, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI washed my hands of us at the club\nYou made a mess of me\nI pictured you with other girls in love\nThen threw up on the street\nLike waiting for a bus that never shows\nYou just start walkin' on\nThey say that if it's right, you know\nEach bar plays our song\nNothing has ever felt so wrong\n[Chorus]\nOh, my, love is a lie\nShit my friends say to get me by\nIt hits different\nIt hits different this time\nCatastrophic blues\nMovin' on was always easy for me to do\nIt hits different\nIt hits different 'cause it's you\n[Post-Chorus]\n('Cause it's you)\n[Verse 2]\nI used to switch out these Kens, I'd just ghost\nRip the band-aid off and skip town lik\u0435 an asshole outlaw\nFreedom felt like summ\u0435r then on the coast\nNow the sun burns my heart and the sand hurts my feelings\nAnd I never don't cry (And I never don't cry) at the bar\nYeah, my sadness is contagious (My sadness is contagious)\nI slur your name 'til someone puts me in a car\nI stopped receiving invitations", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6HexNTb392JS071DoTGo0y", "title":"Hummingbird", "artist":"Metro Boomin & James Blake", "danceability":0.586, "valence":0.256, "speechiness":0.127, "fres":97.6087468983, "vocabComplex":0.5548780488, "sentenceLength":54.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.4962962963, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMetro\nAyy, lil' Metro on that beat\n[Refrain: James Blake]\nHummingbird, summer song\nHas it brought my life back?\nHangin' in the balance\nHave you brought the light back?\nPen pal on a night shift\nShe's who I get away with\nRealising she might\nBe all I need in this life\n[Verse 1: James Blake]\nWhen I saw a cold snap\nI wasn't with the season\nTag was on the ankle\nAnd outside, there was a ceiling\nIn here, paper walls are\nPushin' back on you like\nEventually you push through\nThe moment that you realise\n[Chorus: James Blake]\nAnd hummingbird\nI know that's our time (That's our time)\nBut stay on\nStay on, stay on with me\nAnd hummingbird\nI can never unsee\nWhat you've shown me\nStay on, stay on with me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3xOi0YhDREKRURFHoNaAOQ", "title":"Nine Ball", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.597, "valence":0.38, "speechiness":0.044, "fres":87.9023888889, "vocabComplex":0.5970149254, "sentenceLength":100.5, "avgSyllable":2.5688622754, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI don't wanna bet, but my father wrote a check\nThat I bet his ass could never cash\nHe\u2019s bettin' on the eight ball landin' in the side wall\nCold-blooded killer if you ask\nBut every night, he needs me to land himself a red three\nCorner pocket at 12 AM\nOnly twelve-years-old, but I got ahold\nOf a pool stick I was gifted from him\n[Chorus]\nMy father is a bettin\u2019 man\nBut I got myself a steady hand\nHe's sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona\nBettin' that his son'll win again\n[Verse 2]\nGo bet another six-pack, bet I make a comeback\nI know that this table's got a lean\nWon't you tak\u0435 me fishing? And I wanna try out\nFor the sev\u0435nth grade football team\nYou'll probably be nothin\u2019 but this town\u2019s old drunkard\nAnd die on a smoke-stained stool\nBut right now, he's got a bargain that he\u2019s taken too far\nOn his boy's game of nine-ball pool", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1VSJTVzLy3NfHQB6DpjKk9", "title":"2018", "artist":"Rod Wave & Sadie Jean", "danceability":0.348, "valence":0.497, "speechiness":0.451, "fres":94.868830684, "vocabComplex":0.5627906977, "sentenceLength":107.5, "avgSyllable":2.7391304348, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Sadie Jean]\nI saw you in the back of my show last night\nStanding underneath the exit sign\nI know it wasn't really you, though\n'Cause you were always in the front row\nAnd I've been looking\u205ffor\u205flove\u205fonline\nAnd maybe some\u205fof them are\u205freal good guys\nThey're never gonna be like you, though\nYou set the bar above the moon, so\n[Chorus: Sadie Jean]\nI don't wanna be twenty-something\nAnd still in my head about\nSeventeen, in my bedroom talking\nYou said that by now\nWe'd paint the walls of our shared apartment\nYou're still everything I want, and\nI think w\u0435 could work it out\nSo what are you doin' now?\n[Verse 2: Sadie Jean]\nNow that you finally got the job you like\nI'm making mon\u0435y off the songs I write\nI know you said that I could call you\nI wonder if you wanna call too\nNow that the future doesn't feel so far\nIt doesn't seem as wrong to want what's ours\nAnd after everything that's happened\nI wanna put it in the past tense", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6XXKB32Om6WuXg3uEWwTob", "title":"Imperfect For You", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.635, "valence":0.24, "speechiness":0.0333, "fres":94.6744736842, "vocabComplex":0.6064516129, "sentenceLength":77.5, "avgSyllable":2.6666666667, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMy boy, come take my hand\nThrow your guitar and your clothes in the back seat\nMy love, they don't understand\nBut I'll hold your hurt in the box here beside me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nHow could we know\nWe'd rearrange all the cosmos? Mm\nWe crashed, and we burned\nNow I just can't go where you don't go\nAnd usually, I'm\n[Chorus]\nFucked up, anxious, too much\nBut I'll love you like you need me to\nImperfect for you\nMessy, completely distressed\nBut I'm not like that since I met you\nImperfect for you\n[Verse 2]\nLet's go tonight\n'Caus\u0435 there's just a few s\u0435conds left 'til tomorrow\nWe have all that we need\nLet's leave our baggage and wine at the table (Mm), mm", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4xhsWYTOGcal8zt0J161CU", "title":"Lovin On Me", "artist":"Jack Harlow", "danceability":0.943, "valence":0.606, "speechiness":0.0568, "fres":99.313172003, "vocabComplex":0.3215434084, "sentenceLength":311.0, "avgSyllable":2.3684210526, "lyrics":"[Intro: Cadillac Dale]\nI don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down\nBut you can whip your lovin' on me, baby\nWhip your lovin' on me, baby\n[Chorus: Jack Harlow, \nCadillac Dale\n & \nBoth\n]\nI'm vanilla, baby\n \n(\nI don't like no whips and chains\n)\nI'll choke you, but I ain't no killer, baby\n \n(\nAnd you can't tie me down\n)\nShe twenty-eight\n, tellin' me I'm still a baby \n(\nBut you can whip your lovin' on me, baby\n)\nI get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby\n \n(\nWhip your lovin' on me, baby\n)\nAnd the thing about your boy is\nI don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down\nBut you can whip your lovin' on me,\n \nbaby\n (That's right, that's right)\nWhip your lovin' on me,\n \nbaby\n[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]\nYoung J-A-C-K\n, AKA\nRico like Suave,\n \nYoung Enrique\nSpeakin' of AKA, she's a alpha\nBut not around your boy, she get quiet 'round your boy, hold on (Shh)\nDon't know what you heard or what you thought about your boy\nBut they lied about your boy, goin' dumb and it's somethin' idiotic 'bout your boy\nShe wearin' cheetah print\nThat's how bad she wanna b\u0435 spotted 'round your boy\n[Pre-Chorus: Cadillac Dale]\nI don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie m\u0435 down\nBut you can whip your lovin' on me, baby\nWhip your lovin' on me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2pXpURmn6zC5ZYDMms6fwa", "title":"It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas", "artist":"Perry Como And The Fontane Sisters With Mitchell Ayres And His Orchestra", "danceability":0.724, "valence":0.718, "speechiness":0.0599, "fres":90.3170833333, "vocabComplex":0.5677419355, "sentenceLength":155.0, "avgSyllable":3.0563380282, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nEverywhere you go\nTake a look in the five-and-ten\nGlistening once again\nWith candy canes and silver lanes aglow\n[Verse 2]\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nToys in every store\nBut the prettiest sight to see\nIs the holly that will be\nOn your own front door\n[Refrain]\nA pair of Hop-a-long boots and a pistol that shoots\nIs the wish of Barney and Ben\nDolls that will talk and will go for a walk\nIs the hope of Janice and Jen\nAnd mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again\n[Verse 3]\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nEverywhere you go\nNow there's a tree in the Grand Hotel\nOne in the park as well\nThe sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6KGtAlYvgm4W9PoYabFAYE", "title":"One Thing At A Time", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.614, "valence":0.92, "speechiness":0.0296, "fres":93.9832183298, "vocabComplex":0.544973545, "sentenceLength":189.0, "avgSyllable":2.5153374233, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nSomebody hand me a cigarette\nI know I ain't had one in over a week\nSomebody pour me a double shot\nBeen gettin' better by the day, but tonight I drink\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou say I gotta get over you and get sober too\nI got a lot of habits I gotta kick\nBut weigh out all your options and take your pick\n[Chorus]\nI can either burn the bar down\nOr I can take your number out my phone\nI can give you up right now\nAnd never want you back long as I'm half-stoned\nIf you want me to quit you, want me to get you\nOutta my heart and, baby, off my mind\nI hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time\n[Verse 2]\nI know I got me some problems\nAbout a thousand memories I gotta forg\u0435t\nBut if I'm gonna solve 'em\nBaby, I'll take all th\u0435 help I can get", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6Otmq7JokHh38wKSqUimcS", "title":"Tradesman", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.533, "valence":0.164, "speechiness":0.051, "fres":88.0811245111, "vocabComplex":0.6227272727, "sentenceLength":220.0, "avgSyllable":2.7880434783, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nNo one on this side of town\nKnows a good place for a boy to drown\nThey look at me so strange when I talk\nI wish I was a tradesman\nLearnin' from some beat down old layman\nOn some hillside they ain't named yet\nSleepin' next to mountain fire smoke\n[Verse 2]\nAnd everyone lately's scarin' me\nIt's all backdoor deals and therapy\nThe only callous I've grown is in my mind\nI wish I was a tradesman\nPlayin' with some tuned up tired string band\nSomewhere out by the badlands\nWay past closin' time\n[Chorus]\nSo if you wanna trade, I'd say it's a hard earned mile\nWanna sweat lik\u0435 hell, throw a hammer down\nAnd know the old feelin' of a fiv\u0435 o'clock smile\nAnd know I didn't take no easy way out\n[Verse 3]\nThere's somethin' more that I need\nThan accolades and sympathy\nFatiguin' in the summer heat\nWhile they smoke big cigars\nSo give me somethin' I can't fake\nThat rich boys can't manipulate\nSomethin' real that they can't take\n'Cause, Lord, I'm not your star", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"10QtceSp0oOi9AfEymzTRG", "title":"Back Lit", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.724, "valence":0.216, "speechiness":0.0649, "fres":96.6045826349, "vocabComplex":0.3044496487, "sentenceLength":213.5, "avgSyllable":2.1477987421, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, uh\nYeah, yeah\nOh, oh\nYeah, yeah\n(\nOh my God, Ronny\n)\n[Verse 1]\nIf you ain't tryna get no paper, then stay the fuck from 'round me (Yeah)\nBought a brand new Bentley, sent the pictures to the county (Yeah)\nI don't want no friends, evidently I just want the cash (Money)\nI been shittin' on these niggas bad, got these niggas mad\nShe want Prada, she want new Chanel, she ain't cheap\nShe want Louis V, she want Gallery, Van Cleef (Yeah, yeah)\nWhat you know about it? I ain't know about it 'til you told me\nSpend that shit, know I spend that shit, you don't owe me\nLook, and I been had my stripes (Yeah, yeah)\nI've been thuggin' all my life (Yeah, yeah)\nI've been hustlin' all my life (Yeah, yeah)\nI've been druggin' all my life (Yeah, yeah)\nI've been chasin' after that paper (Yeah, yeah)\nRunnin' all my life\nRunnin' all my life, yeah (I been runnin')\n[Chorus]\nOkay, I've been gettin' paid every way, tryna get it right (Yeah, yeah)\nI just hit the stage forty days and forty nights\nTired for real (Yeah), grindin' for real (Yeah)\nThey say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M's (Frrt)\nGot out my feelings and got in my bag, okay\nGot out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (Ah, ah, okay)\nGet out your feelings and get in your bag (Yeah)\nGet out your feelings and get you a bag (Yeah)\nGet out your feelings and go get the bag (Yeah)\nGet out your feelings and\u2014\nOkay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay\nOkay, okay, okay, okay, okay (Frrt, beep)\nGet out your feelings and get you a bag\nGet out your feelings and run up a bag\nGot out my feelings and got in my bag\nGot in my\u2014 I'm back in my bag", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5QVVjX0ZItqlVpEuVCM9Yg", "title":"This Love (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.474, "valence":0.0586, "speechiness":0.0339, "fres":95.2402213115, "vocabComplex":0.5128205128, "sentenceLength":156.0, "avgSyllable":2.5348837209, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nClear blue water\nHigh tide came and brought you in\nAnd I could go on and on, on and on, and I will\nSkies grew darker\nCurrents swept you out again\nAnd you were just gone and gone, gone and gone\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIn silent screams, in wildest dreams\nI never dreamed of this\n[Chorus]\nThis love is good, this love is bad\nThis love is alive back from the dead (Oh-oh-oh)\nThese hands had to let it go free and\nThis love came back to me (Oh-oh-oh)\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh\n(Oh-oh-oh)\n[Verse 2]\nTossing, turning\nStruggled through the night with someone new\nBaby, I could go on and on, on and on\nLantern, burning\nFlickered in my mind for only you\nBut you were still gone, gone, gone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7kp6XhIxrvNb8BgTwLjaEx", "title":"Worth It", "artist":"Offset & Don Toliver", "danceability":0.82, "valence":0.555, "speechiness":0.0879, "fres":86.3638706257, "vocabComplex":0.4733333333, "sentenceLength":150.0, "avgSyllable":2.2604651163, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Wake the town, tell the people)\nCHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY\n[Chorus: Don Toliver]\nYou got me, got me workin' (Ooh)\nI hope it's worth it\nYou told me you're with him on purpose\nYou're doin' whatever to hurt me\nOoh, it ain't nobody can do it like you, yeah, nah, nah\nOoh, I need everything cool in the coupe like, yah-yah (Oh, yeah)\n[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]\nMerry-go-round like a circus\nI wanna buy a new Birkin\nShe wanna pop a new Perky\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nEliantte on my body, diamonds hittin' (Hittin')\nIt's hard to catch a vibe or go outside without you trippin' (Vibe)\nGot niggas tryna line me, I can't ride without my pistol (Line)\nI bought my bitch a Kelly crocodile, but not no lizard (Hey, hey, hey)\nBringin' up the past, the shit I done done before (Past)\nYour feet all in the sand, I flew her to Cabo (Sand)\nHer friend got a lil' Benz, she wanted the Range Rove' (Rove')\nI'm watchin' on your 'Gram, you givin' them angles\nI'm payin' for it, you ain't never gotta stress about no landlord\nYou ain't never gotta ask me, \"What you plan for?\"\nPrivate jet, we're puttin' stamps all on your passport\nI got plans for it, leave your man for it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"73RbfOTJIjHzi2pcVHjeHM", "title":"What It Is (Block Boy)", "artist":"Doechii Featuring Kodak Black", "danceability":0.74, "valence":0.757, "speechiness":0.0921, "fres":98.3044970986, "vocabComplex":0.3180076628, "sentenceLength":21.75, "avgSyllable":1.9463414634, "lyrics":"[\nChorus: Doechii\n]\nWhat it is, ho? What's up?\nEvery good girl needs a little thug\nEvery block boy needs a little love\nIf you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up\n[Verse 1: Doechii]\nCan't you just see, it's just me and you?\nPanoramic view, that's my point of view, bae\nAll about me, that's the energy\nThat's that lemon pepper thing, I'm a ten-piece, baby\n[Pre-Chorus: Doechii]\nBedroom bully in the bando\nHe gon' make it flip, do it with no handles\nNever switchin' sides, only switchin' angles\nOoh, we go crazy like Rambo\n[Chorus: Doechii]\nWhat it is, ho? (\nWhat it is?\n) What's up? (\nWhat's up?\n)\nEvery good girl needs a little thug (\nThug\n)\nEvery block boy needs a little love (\nLove\n)\nIf you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (\nAyy\n), up (\nAyy\n)\nWhat it is, ho? (\nWhat it is?\n) What's up? (\nWhat's up?\n)\nEvery good girl needs a little thug (\nThug\n)\nEvery block boy needs a little love (\nLove\n)\nIf you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (\nAyy\n), up (\nAyy\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3MytWN8L7shNYzGl4tAKRp", "title":"Sparks Fly (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.588, "valence":0.387, "speechiness":0.0305, "fres":92.2774818841, "vocabComplex":0.4200743494, "sentenceLength":269.0, "avgSyllable":2.8516949153, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThe way you move is like a full on rainstorm\nAnd I'm a house of cards\nYou're the kind of reckless that should send me runnin'\nBut I kinda know that I won't get far\nAnd you stood there in front of me, just close enough to touch\nClose enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinkin' of\n[Chorus]\nDrop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain\nKiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain\n'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile\nGet me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down\nGive me something that'll haunt me when you're not around\n'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile\n[Verse 2]\nMy mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea\nYou touch me once and it's really somethin'\nYou find I'm even better than you imagined I would be\nI'm on my guard for the rest of the world\nBut with you, I know it's no good\nAnd I could wait patiently, but I really wish you would\n[Chorus]\nDrop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain\nKiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain\n'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile\nGet me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down\nGive me something that'll haunt me when you're not around\n'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3FhZPYvMGSjFc6boVYKlCv", "title":"Shake Sumn", "artist":"DaBaby", "danceability":0.783, "valence":0.267, "speechiness":0.157, "fres":102.2176736842, "vocabComplex":0.3531468531, "sentenceLength":286.0, "avgSyllable":2.2597402597, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nHe's on\u2014, he's on\u2014, he's on fire\n)\nYeah, call the fireman, she a hot girl\nCome shake some, bitch\n[Chorus]\nI don't know how to dance but can lean\nAnd make the ghetto bitches put they hands on they knees (Ah)\nI make the ghetto bitches put they hands on they knees (Ah)\nI make the ghetto bitches put they hands on they knees (Yeah)\nI don't know how to dance but can lean\nAnd make the ghetto bitches put they hands on they knees (Ah)\nI make the gh\u0435tto bitches put they hands on they knees (Y\u0435ah)\nMake the ghetto bitches put they hands on they knees\n[Verse]\nYeah, call the fireman, she a hot girl, put her out\nOoh, I just broke a sweat in this bitch, get a towel\nShe said, \"Nothin' been happenin' now, it's a drought\"\nI tell her put her ass in the air, dick her down (Ooh)\nGo get in timeout, you a baddie (Ooh)\nJust sent me a spot with the addy (Ooh)\nI get up and pop me a Addy (Uh-huh)\nI get up and pop me a Addy (Mm-hmm)\nI get up and catch me a flight\nThe shit took 'bout four hours, went out to Cali (Mhm)\nAnd it don't matter how much she say it\nIt still ain't now way she can make me her daddy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4FyesJzVpA39hbYvcseO2d", "title":"Just Wanna Rock", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.486, "valence":0.0385, "speechiness":0.0336, "fres":102.1528409091, "vocabComplex":0.3679245283, "sentenceLength":106.0, "avgSyllable":1.6012269939, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAh, ah, ah, ah\nAh, ah, ah\nI just wanna rock\nBody-ody, yeah (\nShake it down\n)\n[Chorus]\nDamn\nDamn\n(\nMC, make another hit\n)\n Woah\nThis ain't what you want \n(\nProject-Project X\n)\nThis ain\u2019t what you want\nThis ain't what you want\n[Verse]\nHa, 1600 block, I just wanna rock (\nShake it down\n)\nI just wanna, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah\nI just wanna rock, body-ody, yeah (\nShake it down\n)\nShawty got that body-ody, ah, ah, ah (\nShake it down\n)\nHit it once, no ties (\nShake it-shake it\n)\nHow the fuck you gon' kill my vibe? (\nShake it down\n)\nStand on my money, don\u2019t know my size (\nShake it-shake it\n)\nPick them sides, and you better choose wisely (\nShake it-shake it down-down\n)\nThat's my high, one, two, three, four, throw up the five (\nShake it-shake it\n)\nThat's my high", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2o1pb13quMReXZqE7jWsgq", "title":"Intro (End Of The World)", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.501, "valence":0.38, "speechiness":0.0493, "fres":96.4020508167, "vocabComplex":0.4892473118, "sentenceLength":26.5714285714, "avgSyllable":2.5033557047, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh\n[Verse]\nHow can I tell if I'm in the right relationship?\nAren't you really s'posed to know that shit?\nFeel it in your bones and own that shit? I don't know\nThen I had this interaction I've been thinkin' 'bout for like five weeks\nWonder if he's thinkin' 'bout it too and smiling\nWonder if he knows that that's been what's inspirin' me\nWonder if he's judgin' me like I am right now\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI don't care\nI'd rather tell the truth (Truth)\nThan make it worse for you, mm (You)\n[Chorus]\nIf the sun refused to shine\nBaby, would I still be your lover?\nWould you want me there?\nIf the moon went dark tonight\nAnd if it all ended tomorrow\nWould I be the one on your mind, your mind, your mind?\nAnd if it all ended tomorrow\nWould you be the one on mine?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4eMaz37K7wzYXIlBl4D1Pi", "title":"Topia Twins", "artist":"Travis Scott Featuring Rob49 & 21 Savage", "danceability":0.697, "valence":0.345, "speechiness":0.107, "fres":91.6033026516, "vocabComplex":0.3698030635, "sentenceLength":91.6, "avgSyllable":0.997311828, "lyrics":"Most Popular Scribes\n2,500,000+ views\n (8)\n\u2022 \n\"GOOBA\"\n - 6ix9ine \n| 4,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"As It Was\"\n -\u2005Harry\u2005Styles \n| 3,8\u2005million+\n\u2022 \n\"The Box\"\n - Roddy Ricch\u2005\n| 3,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"cardigan\"\n - Taylor Swift \n|\n \n3,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"deja vu\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"good 4 u\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"MONTERO (CMBYN)\"\n - Lil Nas X \n| 2,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Good Days\"\n - SZA \n|\n \n2,5 million+\n2,500,000 - 1,000,000 views\n (27)\n\u2022 \n\"Life Is Good\"\n - Future \nft. 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Nicki Minaj\n \n|\n \n1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"THE SCOTTS\"\n - Travis Scott & Kid Cudi \n| 1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"brutal\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 1 million+", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0DuylJNqsvjRN9hhWUdeJZ", "title":"Nasty", "artist":"Russ", "danceability":0.838, "valence":0.395, "speechiness":0.056, "fres":101.5389582239, "vocabComplex":0.4008810573, "sentenceLength":227.0, "avgSyllable":2.2655367232, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nYeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty\nYeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty\nYeah, I want you to get nasty\nDo that thing you know I like\nNo one watching', it\u2019s just me and you, alright (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nShe a shy girl, but she a freak deep down (Down)\nPussy royalty, needs to be crowned\nWe should leave town, sex is better overseas\nBoth your hands and both your knees\nCrawl over, grab hold of me\nShow me where you wanna take it (Show me)\nGrab the headboard, hold on tight\nI think we 'bout to break it (Break it)\nShe wants more, she asks what's her reward for bein\u2019 patient\nDon't just undr\u0435ss me with your eyes\nUs\u0435 your hands, let your mouth just glide\n[Chorus]\nYeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty\nYeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty\nYeah, I want you to get nasty\nDo that thing you know I like\nNo one watching', it's just me and you, alright\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"57wp7VFnV8X0pSVnYArGeJ", "title":"Whatever She Wants", "artist":"Bryson Tiller", "danceability":0.82, "valence":0.431, "speechiness":0.0959, "fres":91.1531023348, "vocabComplex":0.4760383387, "sentenceLength":313.0, "avgSyllable":2.2903225806, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nNah, we just gettin' started\nIt's \nSlum Tiller, Volume 2\n, nigga\nMy boy Tylian snapped on this shit\nWe got this motherfucker goin' crazy and we don't even know-\nCan't see yo' at, peace, nigga, you know what time it is\nUh\n[Chorus]\nI'ma take her bougie ass to \nRodeo\n and then let her pick up whatever she want\nCC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want\nShe piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want\nTalking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home\nHit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (Huh)\nLike I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want\n (Huh, huh)\n(Huh-huh, huh-huh-huh, wow)\n[Verse 1]\nShe on a power trip again\nI know pussy power got me buyin' shit again\nFriends ain't jackin' me, you must be lyin' to your friends\nThey know I'm a beast, I wake the giants up again (Huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)\nShinin' once again\nRan it up, I told lil' mama, \"Slide in my DMs\" (Huh, uh)\nNow I'm right back in, oh\nLocked in\nShawty got that dress on so the block is hot again\nThick so when I hit it sound like Flocka adlibs (Baow-baow, baow-baow-baow)\nGot her ass again\nThen she got to trippin' over nothin' yet again\nGot a nigga feelin' like a sucker yet again\nClose off my emotion then I rush to let her in\nHurry up and let her in (Huh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0FlwhvrncUKrEAhzunmCKm", "title":"Forever", "artist":"Noah Kahan", "danceability":0.395, "valence":0.235, "speechiness":0.037, "fres":97.7858225806, "vocabComplex":0.527027027, "sentenceLength":222.0, "avgSyllable":2.6157894737, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nLet's drive for no reason, let's see where these wheels land\nLet's grind down the curve of this earth\nYou look fine in the evening and, honey, it's starting to storm\nWhen we kissed in the car in the school parking lot\nWhere I'd go with my friends to get drunk\nUsed to wish I meant anything to anywhere, to anyone\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhen forever was a sentence, sentence to death\nOh, when you w\u0435re a running tear, I was a drop of sweat\nAnd th\u0435 edges of your soul, I haven't seen yet\nNow I'm glad I get forever to see where you end\n[Chorus]\nI won't be alone for the rest of my life\nI'll build a boat for when the river gets high\nAnd I'll meet a girl in the heat of July\nAnd I'll tell her so she knows\nThat I'm broke, but I'm real rich in my head\nThat I broke a bone that never healed in my hand\nSo, when I hold her close\nI might loosen my grip, but I won't ever let her go\nI won't ever let her go\nWoo", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"02vvwHxBoZtnNDQFFE64NQ", "title":"Gucci Grocery Bag", "artist":"Young Thug", "danceability":0.908, "valence":0.719, "speechiness":0.158, "fres":82.1669617904, "vocabComplex":0.3087818697, "sentenceLength":353.0, "avgSyllable":1.9313304721, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nGucci, Pucci, Gucci, Gucci, Pucci (Gucci grocery bag)\nGucci, Pucci, Gucci, Gucci, Pucci (Rockin' motherfucker)\nGucci, Pucci, Gucci, Gucci, Pucci (Yeah)\nGucci, Pucci, Gucci, Gucci, Pucci (Throwin' racks, hey)\n[Chorus]\nGucci grocery bag (Ayy), rockin' that Gucci grocery bag (Let's go)\nGucci grocery bag, rockin' that Gucci grocery bag (Take that)\nSkeet off with a mask on (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)\nI didn't have a choice but to skeet off with a mask on (Skrrt)\nYeah, yeah, I got a Gucci grocery bag (Ayy), Gucci grocery bag (Let's go)\nGucci grocery bag, rockin' a Gucci grocery bag (Yeah)\nI just skeeted off with a mask, I just skeeted off with a mask on 'em (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)\nAin't tryna fuck with your daddy (Uh-uh), I don't sin like a nasty boy (Let's go)\n[Verse 1]\nI was in a Jag', boy, diamonds all colors like a fag', boy (Phew)\nI was in a fast car, two hundred dash was the dash, boy (Brrt)\nI don't wanna clash, boy, boy, you better not touch this shag, boy (Let's go)\nI was sippin' Act', niggas down bad (Let's go)\nBought the same whip, huh, I'ma get in it and crash (Phew)\nCougar pussy with that mohawk, Roscoe Dash (Dash)\nKeep the money out this bitch, won't pay my taxes (Let's go)\nI can go Trackhawk, I can go Lambo', I can go Caddy (Let's go)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"47Xj8eIAp7hYOOqArmkqZE", "title":"Spin You Around (1\/24)", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.615, "valence":0.658, "speechiness":0.0272, "fres":101.0005656109, "vocabComplex":0.45, "sentenceLength":120.0, "avgSyllable":2.6857142857, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI've been lookin' at you from across the room\n'Bout time I got my nerve\nWell you might tell me \"Boy hell naw\"\nBut hell what can it hurt?\n'Cause I just wanna\n[Chorus]\nSpin you around, and around this dance floor\nGet you drunk on a love like mine\nMight wind up and steal a couple kisses\nGet your digits if I can find the right line\nAnd you don't do feelin's, and baby if you're willin'\nI'ma do my best to change your mind\n'Cause the way you stole my heart without a sign\nGirl, it oughta be a crime\n[Verse 2]\nGot a pretty good feelin' I'm takin' you home\nGonna love you with all I got\nBut before we slip out into the night\nI just want one more shot\nTo take your hand and\n[Chorus]\nSpin you around, and round this dance floor\nGet you drunk on a love like mine\nMight wind up and steal a couple kisses\nGet your digits if I can find the right line\nAnd you don't do feelin's, and baby if you're willin'\nI'ma do my best to change your mind\n'Cause the way you stole my heart without a sign\nGirl, it oughta be a crime", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7rr3gguU3TcVnLZD9VzASE", "title":"Mind On You", "artist":"George Birge", "danceability":0.576, "valence":0.56, "speechiness":0.0267, "fres":107.1626686047, "vocabComplex":0.5098039216, "sentenceLength":153.0, "avgSyllable":2.5864661654, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell baby, you're a wildfire\nThat'll light me up\nLittle out of control\nYeah, you know\nBaby, you're a tall drink\nLittle top shelf that'll get me going\nHold on\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWe both know that road that we're going down\nAnd right now, all I can think about\n[Chorus]\nI got my mind on you\nAnd you on my mind\nGot these four wheels on a two lane\nAnd we cuttin' through the night\nGot your high in my head and your love on my lips\nGirl, I'm huggin' on these curves\nLike them jeans on your hips\nEvery time you hop in lookin' like you do\nI got my hands and my eyes and my mind on you\nI got my mind on you\nI got my mind on you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1vvcEHQdaUTvWt0EIUYcFK", "title":"Angel, Pt. 1", "artist":"Kodak Black, NLE Choppa, Jimin, JVKE & Muni Long", "danceability":0.715, "valence":0.277, "speechiness":0.113, "fres":75.0927461538, "vocabComplex":0.6332863188, "sentenceLength":35.45, "avgSyllable":2.2163461538, "lyrics":"Bad Bunny - WHERE SHE GOES\nLewis Capaldi - Haven't You Ever Been In Love Before?\nJimin - Angel Pt. 1 (feat. Jimin of BTS, JVKE, Muni Long, Kodak Black & NLE Choppa)\nSummer Walker - New Type (feat. Childish Gambino)\nKAYTRAMIN\u00c9 - Sossaup (feat. Amaarae)\nJuice WRLD - No Good\nPost Malone - Mourning\nKesha - Only Love Can Save Us Now\nConan Gray - Never Ending Song\nLana Del Rey - Say Yes To Heaven\nMaroon 5 - Middle Ground\nd4vd - Don't Forget About Me\nChappell Roan - Red Wine Supernova\nHozier - Francesca\nNicky Jam & Feid - 69\nMorgan Wade - Psychopath\nFoo Fighters - Under You\nTi\u00ebsto & Mathame - Feel Your Ghost\nH.E.R. - The Journey\nElla Langley - Could've Been Her\nBriston Maroney - Body\nPNAU, Bebe Rexha & Ozuna - Stars\nAnne-Marie - UNHEALTHY (feat. Shania Twain)\nNxWorries - Daydreaming\nSoFaygo - Ye\n$uicideboy$ - Provolone & Heroin (feat. Freddie Dredd)\nSLANDER, blackbear & Bring Me The Horizon - Wish I Could Forget\nKelly Clarkson - favorite kind of high\nZara Larsson - End Of Time\nHannah Jadagu - Lose\nThe Japanese House - Sunshine Baby\nSamara Joy - Sometimes Today Seems Like Yesterday\nRory, Ari Lennox & James Fauntleroy - My Phone Can Die\nJason Derulo - When Love Sucks (feat. Dido)\nDDG - I'm Geekin (feat. Luh Tyler)\nsouthstar - Typa Girl\nKanii,Riovaz,Nimstarr - Heart Racing\nNicki Nicole & Milo j - DISPARA ***\nBlur - The Narcissist\nLOVA - Popstar\nThxSoMch - Swap Places\nSleep Token - Rain\nMau P - Your Mind Is Dirty\nThe Dare - Sex\nKylie Minogue - Padam Padam\nKatherine Li - I Just Wanna Know\nRay Laur\u00e9l - U SAID!\nCavetown & Field Medic - Glacier Meadow\nSir Chloe - Should I\nanees - sunny day\ud83d\udc1a\nBelly - Cocaine Spoon (feat. Rick Ross)\ud83d\udc1a\nTobe Nwigwe, Nas & Jacob Banks - On My Soul\nQueen Naija - Words of Affirmation\nJoeboy - Normally (feat. BNXN fka Buju & ODUMODUBLVCK)\nZHU - Revelations (feat. Devault & BabyJake)\nOdetari - LOOK DON\u2019T TOUCH (feat. cade clair)\nglaive - im nothing thats all i am\nKito - Cold Touch (feat. GrimesAI)\n(G)I-DLE - Queencard\nLiza Anne - Cheerleader\nBen Howard - Walking Backwards\nLeith Ross - To Learn\nCarin Leon & Camilo - Ni Me Debes Ni Te Debo\nElevation Worship - Jehovah (feat. Chris Brown)\nGroupthink - Was I Supposed To Care?\ud83d\udc1a\nJordyn Shellhart - Maybe Someday You\u2019ll Have A Daughter\nshy martin - wait it out\nDylan Conrique - down from the high\nAma Lou - Caught Me Running\nGenesis Owusu - Leaving The Light\nSkillibeng - 16DEM\nSha Gz - Better Off Dead\nThe Used - Giving Up\nSofi Tukker & Sunnery James and Ryan Marciano - TROMPA\u2611\ufe0f\nFuerza Regida - TQM\nGregory Alan Isakov - The Fall\nJason Aldean - Try That In A Small Town\nBrandy Clark - Dear Insecurity (feat. Brandi Carlile)\nKidd G - Daylight Savings\nThe Milk Carton Kids - I Only See the Moon\nbar italia - changer\nChase Shakur - x's n o's \ud83d\udc1a\nTora-i - 17suns\nKennyHoopla - YOU NEEDED A HIT\/\/\nPGF Nuk - YEAH\u2611\ufe0f\nMaeta - Through The Night (feat. Free Nationals)\nChxrry22 - Worlds Away\nJohnny Dailey - Living Don't Cost a Lot\nHomeschool - Hanger-on\ud83d\udc1a\nLord Huron - Ace Up My Sleeve\nBOYS LIKE GIRLS - BLOOD AND SUGAR\nDave Matthews Band - Walk Around the Moon\nHorse Jumper of Love - Heartbreak Rules\nLittle Moon - wonder eye\ud83d\udc1a\nJuanes & Juan Luis Guerra - Cecilia\nMaple Glider - Don't Kiss Me\nOxlade,Flavour - OVAMI\nSahBabii - Lost All My Feelings\nCharlotte de Witte - Overdrive - Edit\ud83d\udc1a\nDJ Sliink & SAFE - Day Ones\ud83d\udc1a", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"41WQUSINanQHfhfKpFDsms", "title":"Used To Be Young", "artist":"Miley Cyrus", "danceability":0.451, "valence":0.455, "speechiness":0.0475, "fres":94.591976168, "vocabComplex":0.5487179487, "sentenceLength":195.0, "avgSyllable":2.7023809524, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThe truth is bulletproof, there's no foolin' you\nI don't dress the same\nMe and who you say I was yesterday\nHave gone our separate ways\nLeft my livin' fast somewhere in the past\n'Cause that's for chasin' cars\nTurns out open bars lead to broken hearts\nAnd goin' way too far\n[Chorus]\nI know I used to be crazy\nI know I used to be fun\nYou say I used to be wild\nI say I used to be young\nYou tell me time has done changed me\nThat's fine, I've had a good run\nI know I used to be crazy\nThat's 'caus\u0435 I \nused to be young\n[Verse 2]\nTake on\u0435, pour it out, it's not worth cryin' 'bout\nThe things you can't erase\nLike tattoos and regrets,\n words I never meant\nAnd ones that got away\nLeft my livin' fast somewhere in the past\nAnd took another road\nTurns out crowded rooms empty out as soon\nThere's somewhere else to go, oh-oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7KeM63RotkWiGnHKkboz4t", "title":"Better Than Ever", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Rod Wave", "danceability":0.638, "valence":0.114, "speechiness":0.269, "fres":89.316471785, "vocabComplex":0.4779005525, "sentenceLength":362.0, "avgSyllable":2.5016722408, "lyrics":"[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nI feel like I'm here with Jason\nI feel like I made it\n[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nI like those chicks cause problems\nIt make me feel better than ever\nI chose that Rolls over 'Rari\nGot in it, feel better than ever\nI know she wish she didn't cross me\nI been doin' better than ever\nI take these drugs while exhausted\nHave me feelin' better than ever\n[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]\nI accepted everything that they said 'bout me, let 'em keep talkin', only make me do better\nGo harder, I'm special\nI'm a thugged-out nigga, my feelings dropped in the letter\nI do my shit on all these bitches, I won't let up\nAnd God chose me\nSo tell that bitch stop hatin' on me\nSo tell that bitch, so tell that broad I hustle hard for everything\nNigga gon' lose they life, I don't know one thing, they think they scarin' me\nCame up picturin' paintin'\nI can't picture pain, them feelings runnin' through lil' shorty\nShe say you did her wrong, I say it's all me\nI say, \"Leave shit alone, girl, focus on ballin'\"\nOne day, he'll see you losing, you'll see him back calling\nGrab the a phone, call up my dog, I don't know about all this\nI don't know what we beefin' for\nRolls-Royce and we both in it, should be\nGave this ho my last name, wish she would cheat\nThink of everything I achieved and feel relieved\nLook at me, designer my clothes (Woah-oh)\nI get camo'd down, got several hoes, got several homes\nThey left me stranded and they left me down\nSee 'em blessing and I'm winning, I barely pick up my phone\nAnd they can't call now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"444vevlQjTnKioLLncteGv", "title":"Something Real", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.445, "valence":0.267, "speechiness":0.0434, "fres":86.0777421466, "vocabComplex":0.4708171206, "sentenceLength":128.5, "avgSyllable":2.3775510204, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nGive me somethin' I can feel\nLight a cigarette just so I can breathe\nGive me somethin', somethin' real (Yeah)\nSeven hundred feet off the coast of Greece\nGive me somethin' I can feel (Yeah)\nNo reservation, pull up twenty deep\nGive me somethin', somethin' real (Yeah)\nI would trade it all just to be at peace\n[Verse 1]\nStop, the gear's too high, this is overload\nAnd no matter what car is sittin' outside, it's a lonely road\nIt's a double-\u0435dge sword, cuttin' off ties with the on\u0435s I know\nSo tell me, how the fuck am I still alive? It's a miracle, oh\n[Pre-Chorus]\n(No-o-o) And I can't believe, ran through a B at Louis V\nIt's what I need right now\n(No-o-o) It's just money at the gates of hell, no VIP\nEverybody waits in line\n[Chorus]\nS\no give me somethin' I can feel\n720S, 750V\nGive me somethin', somethin' real (Yeah)\nI was in Maldives sippin' burgundy\nGive me something I can feel (Yeah)\nPrada on my dick, Prada on my sleeve\nGive me somethin', somethin' real (Yeah)\nI could play that pussy like it\n's \"\nF\u00fcr Elise\n\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"02wk5BttM0QL38ERjLPQJB", "title":"Cool With You", "artist":"NewJeans", "danceability":0.752, "valence":0.532, "speechiness":0.12, "fres":95.6527680895, "vocabComplex":0.4709677419, "sentenceLength":155.0, "avgSyllable":1.686440678, "lyrics":"[\ub274\uc9c4\uc2a4 \"Cool With You\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1: Hyein, \nDanielle\n]\nYou know me like no other\n\ub2e4 \ud45c\ud604\ud558\uc9c0 \uc54a\uc544\ub3c4\nSee me like no other (Mm)\nAnd I think I like your point of view\n\ub2e4\uc2dc\n \ub3cc\uc544\uc640\ub3c4 \ub3fc\nI don't care what other people say\n\ub193\uc9c0 \ub9d0\uc544\ubd10\uc918\nDreaming of each other\n[Pre-Chorus: Haerin & Hanni, \nMinji & Danielle\n]\nYou may be on my mind (Mind)\nEveryday baby, say you're mine (Mine)\nYou and me on my mind (Mind)\nEverywhere, baby, say you're mine (Mine)\nIt feels\n[Chorus: Hanni, \nHyein\n, \nHaerin\n]\n(It feels)\nCool with you (\n\ub108\ub791\n)\nCool with you (\nGotta tell me now\n)\nCool with you (It's just)\nCool with you (Haha)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6AQbmUe0Qwf5PZnt4HmTXv", "title":"Boy's A Liar, Pt. 2", "artist":"PinkPantheress & Ice Spice", "danceability":0.696, "valence":0.857, "speechiness":0.05, "fres":93.9016466982, "vocabComplex":0.385786802, "sentenceLength":49.25, "avgSyllable":2.2080536913, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: PinkPantheress]\nTake a look inside your heart, is there any room for me?\nI won't have to hold my breath till you get down on one knee\nBecause you only want to hold me when I'm looking good enough\nDid you ever feel me? Would you ever picture us?\nEvery time I pull my hair, well, it's only out of fear\nThat you'll find me ugly and one day you'll disappear because\nWhat's the point of crying? It was never even love\nDid you ever want me? Was I ever good enough?\n[Chorus: PinkPantheress]\nTh\u0435-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar\nHe do\u0435sn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy\nThe boy's a liar, the boy's a liar\nHe doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy\n[Post-Chorus: PinkPantheress]\nGood eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough\nGood eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough\nGood eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough\nGood eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough\n[Verse 2: Ice Spice & \nPinkPantheress\n]\nHe say that I'm good enough (\nYeah\n), grabbin' my duh-duh-duh\nThinkin' 'bout shit that I shouldn't've (Huh)\nSo I tell him there's one of me, he makin' fun of me (Ha-ha)\nHis girl is a bum to me (Grrah)\nLike that boy is a cap\nSayin' he home, but I know where he at, like\nBet he blowin' her back\nThinkin' 'bout me 'cause he know that it's fat (Damn)\nAnd it been what it been (Huh)\nCallin' his phone like, \"Yo, send me a pin\"\nDuckin' my shit, 'cause he know what I'm on (Grrah)\nBut when he hit me, I'm not gon' respond (Grrah)\nBut I don't sleep enough without you\nAnd I can't eat enough without you (Huh)\nIf you don't speak, does that mean we're through? (Huh)\nDon't like sneaky shit that you do (Grrah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2lophWrG2xqv9CSgSPca5k", "title":"Nakamura", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.52, "valence":0.38, "speechiness":0.0606, "fres":96.7104736842, "vocabComplex":0.4335443038, "sentenceLength":158.0, "avgSyllable":2.0128205128, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nHuh\n[Verse 1]\nI'm too focused when it comes to the cash flow (Yeah)\nLost my mind, worried 'bout my last ho\nThey took all my last flows\nMakin' sure this time that I got the door closed (Woah)\nNow I'm back on (Woah)\n[Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh\nAyy, huh? Ayy\n[Verse 2]\nThey thought I fell off and they said I wouldn't be back on (Back on)\nHad to toughen up and gave myself a back bump (Back bump)\nMask off, fuck it, mask on\nI'ma go hard, this time, I'ma crack stone (Go hard)\nI'm like, \"Oh, God,\" this time, I'm a bogart\n (Yeah)\nLast year, I was way too friendly, now don't know ya (Yeah, woah)\nThey said I talk too much, but I thought I told ya (Shh)\nActions speak louder than words, this time, yeah, I showed ya (Woah)\nBought my girl a Birkin, Chanel, myself Goyard (Woah)\nI don't care 'bout these new rappers, I'm before y'all\nOn my bully, so I'm standing like a bulldog (Grr)\nI'm th\u0435 king of the ring\n, \nI could take all four of y'all (Woah)\nTake all four of y'all\nYou could think h\u0435 tough, but I got more heart\nI can't trust no one 'cause I ain't sure, ya\nI wanted this so much I broke down to the floor, yeah (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3OxL6MuctgZp1e0zxoAZhH", "title":"Young Metro", "artist":"Future, Metro Boomin & The Weeknd", "danceability":0.716, "valence":0.209, "speechiness":0.0571, "fres":91.0190649279, "vocabComplex":0.4040920716, "sentenceLength":391.0, "avgSyllable":2.0625, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future]\nYeah, yeah\nYoung Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro\nYeah, yeah\nYoung Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro\nYeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)\nYeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)\nOkay, okay, okay\n[Chorus: Future]\nEvel Knievel\n, Pluto told his heaters, \"Leave nigga in the freezer,\" \nI'm big as a Beatle\n (Okay, okay)\nFuck on a diva, I\u2019m hot than a fever (Woo)\nPut dope on one leaders \nmore stripes than Adidas\n (Okay, okay)\nI got these regular hoes, I got superstar hoes takin' pictures of me like the feds\nCheck out my video, lil' bitch, that\u2019s silly, ho\nGot me with a mill' in jewelry, in the bed (Okay, okay)\n[Verse 1: Future]\nGrip the forty while I'm sleep in my hand (Drink it up)\nDrink the dope and I get cool as a fan (Drink it up)\nTurbo motor hot, I'm scorchin' in France (Skrrt-skrrt)\nBitch, you bogus if you don't bring a friend (Bitch, you bogus)\nCame from nothin', you can't feel what I\u2019m sayin\u2019 (Came up)\nHundred shots, I gotta stick to the plan (One hundred)\nSloppy toppy gotta get it again\nShorty boppin', she just pushin\u2019 the brand\nSolo, but the hitters pullin' up on demand\nChauffer with the Phantom, I'm like Stunna when I land\nI ain't never sober, I got pills and I\u2019m sharin'\nCop a new hammer with the cooler, it don't jam\nTook the show on the road gettin' bands on bands\nOn the high, on the low, I'm the man, I'm the man (Man)\nStrikin' off, strikin' off, Porsche Cayenne (Strike out)\nLive it up, ran it up, got it expand", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"56v8WEnGzLByGsDAXDiv4d", "title":"ETA", "artist":"NewJeans", "danceability":0.812, "valence":0.841, "speechiness":0.0397, "fres":101.9271686673, "vocabComplex":0.5913461538, "sentenceLength":26.0, "avgSyllable":1.275, "lyrics":"[\ub274\uc9c4\uc2a4 \"ETA\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1: Hyein, \nHaerin\n, \nDanielle\n, \nHanni\n]\n\ub0ad\ube44\ud558\uc9c0 \ub9c8 \ub124 \uc2dc\uac04\uc740 \uc740\ud589\n\uc11c\ub458\ub7ec\uc11c \uc815\ub9ac\ud574 \uac54\ub294 real bad\n\ubc1b\uc544\uc8fc\uba74 \uc548\ub3fc\nNo, you better trust me\n\ub2f5\ub2f5\ud574\uc11c \uadf8\ub798\n\uc800\ubc88\uc5d0\ub3c4 \ubd24\uc9c0\ub9cc \ub108 \uc5c6\uc744 \ub54c\n\uac58 \uc5ec\uae30\uc800\uae30\uc5d0 \ub208\ube5b\uc744 \ubfcc\ub9ac\ub124\n\uc544\uc8fc \ub208\ubd80\uc2dc\uac8c\nHonestly \uc6b0\ub9ac \uc0ac\uc774\uc5d0\nHe's been totally lyin', yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: Hyein, \nMinji\n, \nDanielle\n, \nHanni\n]\n\ub0b4 \uc0dd\uc77c \ud30c\ud2f0\uc5d0 \ub108\ub9cc \ubabb \uc628 \uadf8\ub0a0\n\ud61c\uc9c4\n\uc774\uac00 \uc5c4\uccad \ud63c\ub0ac\ub358 \uadf8\ub0a0\n\uc9c0\uc6d0\uc774\uac00\n \uc5ec\uce5c\uc774\ub791 \ud5e4\uc5b4\uc9c4 \uadf8\ub0a0\n\uac54\ub294 \uc5b8\uc81c\ub098 \ub124\uac00 \uc5c6\uc774 \uadf8\ub0a0\n\ub108\ubb34 \uba4b\uc788\ub294 \uc637\uc744 \uc785\uace0 \uadf8\n\ub0a0\nHeard him say\n[Chorus: Haerin, \nHyein\n, \nHanni\n, \nMinji\n, *Danielle*]\nWe can go wherever you like\nBaby, say the words and I'm down\nAll I need is you on my side\nWe can go whenever you like\nNow, where are you?\n (Mm-mhm)\nWhat's your ETA? What's your ETA?\n (Mm-mhm-mm)\nWhat's your ETA? What's your ETA?\n (Mm-mhm)\n*What's your ETA? What's your ETA?*\n*I'll be there right now, lose that boy on her arm*", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5leAk8qQS6HGWwEvpyWSqd", "title":"F**k The Industry Pt. 2", "artist":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again", "danceability":0.673, "valence":0.547, "speechiness":0.43, "fres":80.8257973602, "vocabComplex":0.5034770515, "sentenceLength":359.5, "avgSyllable":1.339047619, "lyrics":"7\/1\nAmorphous - \n\"Finally (Cannot Hide It)\"\n ft. Kelly Rowland & CeCe Peniston\nBrent Faiyaz - \n\"Wasting Time\"\n ft. Drake\nD-Block Europe - \n\"Kevin McCallister\"\n ft. Lil Pino\nEnrique Iglesias - \n\"ME PAS\u00c9\"\n ft. Farruko\nGood Times Ahead - \n\"La Fiesta\"\nHanson - \n\"Only Love\"\nHauskey & Hope Tala - \n\"One Minute\"\nJ Balvin & Skrillex - \n\"In Da Getto\"\nJackboy - \n\"Ten Toes Down\"\nJAY1 & KSI - \n\"Swerve\"\njoan - \n\"come over (hi)\"\nMaisie Peters - \n\"Psycho\"\nNEEDTOBREATHE - \n\"Chances\"\nRuss Millions - \n\"Big Shark\"\nSteel Banglez - \n\"Blama\"\n ft. Tion Wayne & Morrisson\nTrap Manny - \n\"Big Flex\"\n ft. Lil Rekk\nVillagers - \n\"So Simpatico\"\n7\/2\n$NOT - \n\"RED\"\nAdam Lambert - \n\"These Are Your Rights\"\nAlexandra Stan & NERVO - \n\"Come Into My World\"\nAlvaro Soler - \n\"Ma\u00f1ana\"\n ft. Cali y El Dandee\nAndra Day - \n\"All Rise\"\nAvelino - \n\"100K\"\nAzizi Gibson - \n\"Suspicious\"\nBeatKing - \n\"SDAB\"\n ft. Juicy J & 2 Chainz\nBebe Rexha - \n\"American Citizen\"\nBIG30 - \n\"Too Official\"\n ft. Yo Gotti\nBig Boi & Sleepy Brown - \n\"Lower Case (no cap)\"\n ft. Killer Mike\nBig Red Machine - \n\"Renegade\"\n ft. Taylor Swift\nBig Scarr & Quezz Ruthless - \n\"Bacc to Bacc\"\nBooka600 - \n\"Phase\"\nBrandi Carlile - \n\"Speak Your Mind\"\nCasanova & Popcaan - \n\"Deserve You\"\nCassius Jay - \n\"Fish Scale\"\n ft. Tory Lanez & Trouble\nChase Matthew - \n\"County Line\"\nChief Keef - \n\"Tear da Club Up\"\nChevy Woods - \n\"TXT ME (Remix)\"\n ft. Ty Dolla $ign\nChris Sebastian - \n\"Wasted on Me\"\nCordae - \n\"Taxes\"\nD Savage - \n\"Don't U Change\"\nDan Bull - \n\"Bat Bitch\"\nDavid Guetta, MistaJam & John Newman - \n\"If You Really Love Me (How Will I Know)\"\nDDG & Paidway T.O - \n\"No Kizzy\"\nDesiigner - \n\"Slutty\"\nGIRLI - \n\"Dysmorphia\"\nHanne Mj\u00f8en - \n\"Too Tired (Don't Feel a Thing)\"\nIDK & Young Thug - \n\"PradadaBang\"\nIggy Azalea - \n\"Iam The Stripclub\"\nILLENIUM & Matt Maeson - \n\"Heavenly Side\"\nImagine Dragons - \n\"Wrecked\"\nIsaac Dunbar - \n\"celebrate\"\nJahmiel - \n\"Jah Never Leave\"\nJanelle Mon\u00e1e - \n\"Stronger\"\nJazmin Bean - \n\"4 U Looking for Me Now\"\nJhonni Blaze & NLE Choppa - \n\"Toxic\"\nJutes - \n\"Riptide\"\nKYLE - \n\"Link Up\"\nLike Saturn - \n\"forsaken truth\"\nLogic - \n\"Vaccine\"\nMaia Wright - \n\"Do Yourself a Favor\"\nMariah the Scientist - \n\"Aura\"\nMarino Infantry - \n\"Mega Man X\"\n ft. A$AP ANT, LuLu P & Soduh\nMokita & slenderbodies - \n\"Speeding Up\"\nM\u00fda - \n\"Worth It\"\nNick Wilson - \n\"Love Can Be So Lonely, Sometimes\"\nNoodah05 - \n\"Glock in the Club\"\nOMB Peezy - \n\"before I go (not the usual)\"\nQ da Fool - \n\"Risk It\"\nRich Dunk - \n\"Demon\"\n ft. DaBaby\nRubi Rose - \n\"TWORK\"\nRuss - \n\"On the Way\"\nSasha Keable - \n\"Don't Get Lost\"\nscarlxrd & Lil Darkie - \n\"CANT STXP.\"\nSam Feldt & Sam Fischer - \n\"Pick Me Up (VAVO Remix)\"\nSigala & Rita Ora - \n\"You for Me\"\nSonia Stein - \n\"Zoom Out\"\nTay Money - \n\"Walk\"\nTish Melton - \n\"We Can Do Hard Things\"\n\u200bToosii - \n\"heart cold\"\nTroyBoi - \n\"MADTING\"\nUnlike Pluto - \n\"Elephant Ears\"\nUrban Cone - \n\"Never Enough\"\nYNW Melly - \n\"Pieces\"\n ft. Queen Naija", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2YVlDlk2zRceefo6XlC6DX", "title":"Ain't That Some", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.641, "valence":0.671, "speechiness":0.0286, "fres":98.3152265372, "vocabComplex":0.4030418251, "sentenceLength":263.0, "avgSyllable":2.3537735849, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nAin't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah\nAin't that some thick smoke, Silverado, tearin' up a two-lane road\nAin't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, shit we been doin' since we was yea high\nThere's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this\nMan, ain't that some shit\n[Verse 1]\nThat you'd hate to grow up and miss\nHate to think of what if\nI didn't even know what a honey hole with a Zebco\nAnd my jeans rolled and a pinch of Skoal in my lip even is\nThey say we ain't got a pot to piss but I thank God for this\n[Chorus]\nAin't that some back home, buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah\nAin't that som\u0435 thick smoke, Silverado, tearin' up a two-lan\u0435 road\nAin't that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y, shit we been doin' since we was yea high\nThere's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this\nMan, ain't that some shit\nAin't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit\nYeah\n[Verse 2]\nMy true North is due South with a blue Coors goin' down\nJust like that settin' sun on my old Z-71\nI know it's clich\u00e9 to sing Chevrolets, cold beers and Fridays\nBut that's just the way it is out here", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3zXIvb4nZ3cTdT8CsbTy3U", "title":"I'm Just Ken", "artist":"Ryan Gosling", "danceability":0.352, "valence":0.387, "speechiness":0.0428, "fres":93.9783428657, "vocabComplex":0.5578947368, "sentenceLength":23.75, "avgSyllable":2.3630573248, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nDoesn't seem to matter what I do\nI'm always number two\nNo one knows how hard I tried, oh-oh, I\nI have feelings that I can't explain\nDrivin' me insane\nAll my life, been so polite\nBut\u205fI'll\u205fsleep\u205falone tonight\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I'm\u205fjust Ken\nAnywhere else,\u205fI'd be a ten\nIs it my destiny to live and die a life of blond fragility?\nI'm just Ken\nWhere I see love, she sees a friend\nWhat will it take for her to see the man behind the tan and fight for me?\n[Verse 2]\nI wanna know what it's like to love\nTo be the real thing\nIs it a crime? Am I not hot when I'm in my feelings?\nAnd is my moment finally here, or am I dreaming?\nI'm no dreamer\n[Bridge]\nCan you feel the Ken-ergy?\nFeels so real, my Ken-ergy\nCan you feel the Ken-ergy?\nFeels so real, my Ken-ergy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1Fav4xZn60uGM3XmiHJmvT", "title":"One Of Your Girls", "artist":"Troye Sivan", "danceability":0.637, "valence":0.81, "speechiness":0.0542, "fres":88.1114470803, "vocabComplex":0.5523255814, "sentenceLength":172.0, "avgSyllable":2.6013986014, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nEverybody loves you, baby\nYou should trademark your face\nLinin' down the block to be around you\nBut, baby, I'm first in place\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFace card, no cash, no credit\nYes, God, don't speak, you said it\nLook at you\nSkip the application interview\nSweet like Marabou\nLook-look at you\n[Chorus]\nGive me a call if you ever get lonely\nI'll be like one of your girls or your homies\nSay what you want and I'll keep it a secret\nYou got the key to my heart and I need it\nGive me a call if you ever get desperate\nI'll be like one of your girls\n[Verse 2]\nEverybody wants you, baby (Ev\u0435rybody)\nYou should insure that waist (With the highest policy you can g\u0435t)\nBut nobody wants you bad as I do\nBaby, let me plead my case, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2pnPe4pJtq7689i5ydzvJJ", "title":"Run Rudolph Run", "artist":"Chuck Berry", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.957, "speechiness":0.0912, "fres":84.5343661972, "vocabComplex":0.3668341709, "sentenceLength":99.5, "avgSyllable":2.54, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOut of all the reindeers, you know you're the mastermind\nRun, run, Rudolph, Randolph ain't too far behind\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town\nSanta make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down\nRun, run, Rudolph cause I'm reeling like a merry-go-round\n[Verse 1]\nSaid Santa to a boy, \"Child, what have you been longing for?\"\n\"All I want for Christmas is a rock and roll electric guitar\"\nAnd then away went Rudolph whizzing like a shooting star\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, Rudolph, Santa has to make it to town\nSanta make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down\nRun, run, Rudolph, reeling like a merry-go-round\n[Guitar Solo]\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town\nSanta make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down\nRun, run, Rudolph, I'm reeling like a merry-go-round", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2vPMoMDXxu9uX1igWZmXSG", "title":"New Romantics (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.651, "valence":0.698, "speechiness":0.0538, "fres":88.3534358974, "vocabComplex":0.5277777778, "sentenceLength":252.0, "avgSyllable":2.6291079812, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWe're all bored, we're all so tired of everything\nWe wait for trains that just aren't comin'\nWe show off our different scarlet letters\nTrust me, mine is better\nWe're so young, but we're on the road to ruin\nWe play dumb, but we know exactly what we're doin'\nWe cry tears of mascara in the bathroom\nHoney, life is just a classroom\nAh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah\n[Chorus]\n'Cause, baby, I could build a castle\nOut of all the bricks they threw at me\nAnd ev\u0435ry day is like a battle\nBut ev\u0435ry night with us is like a dream\nBaby, we're the new romantics, come on, come along with me\nHeartbreak is the national anthem, \nwe sing it proudly\nWe are too busy dancin\n' to get knocked off our feet\nBaby, we're the new romantics\nThe best people in life are free\n[Verse 2]\nWe're all here, the lights and noise are blinding\nWe hang back, it's all in the timing\nI\nt's poker, he can't see it in my face\nBut I'm about to play my Ace, ah\nWe need love, but all we want is danger\nWe team up, then switch sides like a record changer\nThe rumors are terrible and cruel\nBut, honey, most of them are true\nAh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"57ELn9TPDIhrpl0dasS465", "title":"Claustrophobic", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.681, "valence":0.225, "speechiness":0.259, "fres":70.2622613636, "vocabComplex":0.4617414248, "sentenceLength":189.5, "avgSyllable":2.7317880795, "lyrics":"[Intro: Prodigy of Mobb Deep & \nFuture\n]\nAll that other shit is garbage, that's what I mean, son\nYou know what I'm sayin'? Like, get the fuck out of here, son\nShit is wack, son\nCut it out, please\nNobody's buying it, nobody likes it\nYou be hurting our ears, that shit is annoying\nLike, stop it, man\nJust 'cause niggas got a chain, some jewelry, and they dress like the motherfucking part they wanna be, the rappers and shit\nAyy, cut it out\nWe the professionals, son, we professionals at what we do, like, cut it out\nYeah\n[Chorus: Future]\nHad to buy another mansion, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nWent and bought a bigger Maybach, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nWent back ext\u0435nded Phantom, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nMake sur\u0435 that 'Rari a drop 'cause I get claustrophobic\nHad to buy another mansion, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nWent and bought a bigger Maybach, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nWent back extended Phantom, I'm gettin' claustrophobic\nMake sure that 'Rari a drop 'cause I get claustrophobic\n[Verse 1: Future]\nSittin' inside the hybrid, lookin' like a pirate\nFresher than your stylist, fresher than a stylist\nPresidential Rolex, niggas big timin'\nEighty-five pointers, Ochocinco diamonds\nMillion-dollar Phantom, I won't even drive it\nChauffeur, Louis Vuitton loafers when I'm slidin'\nDigital, niggas never visual\nResiduals, rackies comin' plentiful\nIce on my sleeve, got it out that mud\nTransportin' cheese, we sellin' drugs\nTractor-trailer pull up on my way to re-up\nI know when you stay down, that's the way you T up\nEuropean stylin', I go from the feet up\nEvery time we meet up, it's been gettin' bigger\nEvery presidentials, I got my credentials\nCobra deadly venom, push a button and send 'em\nRaised around these sinners, now we gang members\nCopped a big bazooka for my main hitter", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3QIoEi8Enr9uHffwInGIsC", "title":"Please Come Home For Christmas", "artist":"Eagles", "danceability":0.612, "valence":0.466, "speechiness":0.0421, "fres":93.4063729977, "vocabComplex":0.4968553459, "sentenceLength":159.0, "avgSyllable":3.0144927536, "lyrics":"Bells will be ringing this sad, sad news\nOh, what a Christmas to have the blues\nMy baby's gone, I have no friends\nTo wish me greetings once again\nChoirs will be singing \"Silent Night\"\nChristmas carols by candlelight\nPlease come home for Christmas\nPlease come home for Christmas\nIf not for Christmas, by New Year's night\nFriends and relations send salutations\nSure as the stars shine above\nBut this is Christmas, yes, Christmas my dear\nThe time of year to be with the ones you love\nSo won't you tell me you'll never more roam\nChristmas and New Year's will find you home\nThere will be no more sorrow, no grief and pain\nAnd I'll be happy, happy once again\nOoh, there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain\nAnd I'll be happy, Christmas once again", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7xsj2VxrqiP9XwYCKLMYSM", "title":"Bread & Butter", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.638, "valence":0.199, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":93.9135443038, "vocabComplex":0.4788359788, "sentenceLength":189.0, "avgSyllable":2.4702194357, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nGoin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter\nThey'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah\nHe talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter\nWon't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah\nYeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas\nI had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah\nFuck them boys, I found out who my real partners\nAnd who was only with me 'cause I had dollars\n[Verse 1]\nNever fucked a nigga, always stayed solid\nKept it real with niggas, never lied and always stay honest\nLove my bro so much, I'd never change on 'em\nI'm the one to go and do the work, bring you th\u0435 damn profits\nHustled on my own, I always did know how to sell product\nNigga ain't gave m\u0435 shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom\nEvery nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems\nWe are not the same, they ain't in my lane, I got my own column, yeah\nPeepin' shit, I'm seein' niggas fall back\nYou bitch-ass niggas got me as the topic of the chat\nYou switched on me when you know you in business with a rat\nAnd the boy that's like your brother, ain't nobody speak on that\nThe city see it clearly if I had to state a fact\nYou still fuck with a nigga that done got yo' partner ****\nHeard these niggas talkin', only knew 'em 'cause of Slatt\nThese rap boys need more streams, heard he put my name on wax\nYou wouldn't even believe, I ain't had to watch my back\nIt's niggas really talkin', how you think we done got snatched?\nNobody sent the kite, I sent it wrong way, didn't get it back\nThis shit done got off track, let's get it back on track", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5V5Xpbmqi2rp1xSJWZTvYu", "title":"Mama, I'm Sorry", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.783, "valence":0.596, "speechiness":0.105, "fres":92.6226167472, "vocabComplex":0.2564102564, "sentenceLength":351.0, "avgSyllable":1.6738197425, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMy life like a movie\n, I do not do this often, yeah (Yeah, ayy, ayy)\nNot do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah (Ayy, ayy)\nMy life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah (Ayy, ayy)\nNot do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah (Ayy, yeah)\nSomebody that I used to know\nI don't know what I took, but had me in a whole 'nother place\nI don't wanna lose my mind\nBut without this girl named Molly, I cannot feel my face\n[Chorus]\nI said Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah\n (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)\nI\u2019m in a party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)\nI\u2019m feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)\nAP a frosty, but, I'm always so tardy\n (Lil Uzi, yeah)\nMama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)\nI\u2019m in a party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)\nI\u2019m feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)\nAP a frosty, but, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)\n[Bridge]\nI hate bein' sober (Yeah)\nI'm a smoker\nI'm not a drinker\nBut I'm on that water\nGet tore up\nThey know us\n'Raris and Rovers\n'Raris and Rovers (Ayy, yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7LSpFCvRZZot2AlmkUzy9k", "title":"Sirens", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.588, "valence":0.242, "speechiness":0.0747, "fres":90.5424363328, "vocabComplex":0.6611111111, "sentenceLength":90.0, "avgSyllable":2.7435897436, "lyrics":"[Intro: \nJohn Fannon\n & Travis Scott]\nEvery night, I look up in the sky\nAnd the stars are all there\nBut when I look for you, you're never there\nExplorer, are you out there?\nWe had to spread out the word\nMmm\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nI was too damn determined\nRap game, it needed refurbish\nI was on top with no service\nWatch as they all playin' verses\nThey in the bushes, they lurkin'\nMight gotta call the insurgents\nShe wanna fuck with a purpose\nI gotta juggle my urges\nGot a couple departments\nCloset built like a department\nDouble up cup of the bourbon\nHow I give all of my sermons\nYeah, we still (Still)\nDo things down to detail\nDiva and the devil\nBoth them bad as he-ell\nThey get quiet when he yell (He yell)\nCan't silent my people\nYou locked in the prequel\nMeet me at the festi-viel\nFesti-vial\nFoo, foo", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2KslE17cAJNHTsI2MI0jb2", "title":"Standing Next To You", "artist":"Jung Kook", "danceability":0.711, "valence":0.816, "speechiness":0.0955, "fres":91.0002956522, "vocabComplex":0.5316455696, "sentenceLength":158.0, "avgSyllable":2.7, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nStanding next to you\n[Verse 1]\nPlay me slow\nPush up on this funk and give me miracles\n(Let ya body know)\nMake it known\nHow we left and right is something we control\n(You already know)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou know that, all night long, we rock to this\nScreaming, I testify this lovin'\nAll night long, we flock to this\nScreaming, I testify that\nWe'll survive the test of time\nThey can't deny our love\nThey can't divide us\nWe'll survive the test of time\nI promise I'll be right here\n[Chorus]\nStanding next to you\nStanding in the fire next to you, oh\nYou know it's deeper than the rain\nIt's deeper than the pain\nWhen it's deep like DNA\nSomething they can't take away, ayy\nTake-take-take-take-take-take off", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0WIv5qV41y6YjjB9V1biuC", "title":"Made For Me", "artist":"Muni Long", "danceability":0.785, "valence":0.0569, "speechiness":0.0329, "fres":97.9812732558, "vocabComplex":0.4685714286, "sentenceLength":87.5, "avgSyllable":2.2835820896, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nMm\nOh\n[Verse 1]\nThe smell of your perfume\nI thought I was immune\nLookin' around this room\nCan't help but see the traces of you\nThis moment is surreal\nI can't put into words how I feel\n[Pre-Chorus]\nTwin\nWhere have you been?\n[Chorus]\nNobody knows me like you do (Nobody)\nNobody gon' love me quite like you (Nobody, yeah)\nCan't even deny it, every time I try it\nOne look in my eyes, you know I'm lyin', lyin'\nBody to body, skin to skin (I'm never gon' love like this)\nI'm never gon' love like this again (Again, yeah)\nYou were made for me (Just for me)\nSaid you were made for me (Only for me, yeah, yeah)\nThink you were made for me\nOh yeah, you were made for me", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3qhlB30KknSejmIvZZLjOD", "title":"End Of Beginning", "artist":"Djo", "danceability":0.689, "valence":0.912, "speechiness":0.0584, "fres":90.6745454545, "vocabComplex":0.3962264151, "sentenceLength":70.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3488372093, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nJust one more tear to cry, one teardrop from my eye\nYou better save it for\nThe middle of the night when things aren't black and white\nEnter, Troubadour\n\"Remember twenty-four?\"\n[Chorus]\nAnd when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it\nAnother version of me, I was in it\nI wave goodbye to the end of beginning\n[Verse 2]\nThis song has started now, and you're just finding out\nNow isn't that a laugh?\nA major sacrifice, but clueless at the time\nEnter, Caroline\n\"Just trust me, you'll be fine\"\n[Chorus]\nAnd when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it\nAnother version of me, I was in it\nI wave goodbye to the end of beginning\n(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)\n[Bridge]\nYou take the man out of the city, not the city out the man\nYou take the man out of the city, not the city out the man\nYou take the man out of the city, not the city out the man\nYou take the man out of the\u2014", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5a1iz510sv2W9Dt1MvFd5R", "title":"It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas", "artist":"Michael Buble", "danceability":0.339, "valence":0.363, "speechiness":0.0375, "fres":93.569020979, "vocabComplex":0.4524886878, "sentenceLength":221.0, "avgSyllable":3.1029411765, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nEverywhere you go\nTake a look at the five and ten\nIt's glistening once again\nWith candy canes and silver lanes aglow\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nToys in every store\nBut the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be\nOn your own front door\n[Verse 2]\nA pair of hop-a-long boots and a pistol that shoots\nIs the wish of Barney and Ben\nDolls that will talk and will go for a walk\nIs the hope of Janice and Jen\nAnd Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nEverywhere you go\nThere's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well\nIt's the sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow\n[Verse 3]\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nSoon, the bells will start\nAnd the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing\nRight within your heart\nIt's beginning to look a lot like Christmas\nToys in every store\nBut the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be\nOn your own front door", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1h0rVgfuKa6V9DkVSLAc4Q", "title":"Back At It", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.742, "valence":0.407, "speechiness":0.211, "fres":101.2738828172, "vocabComplex":0.4412698413, "sentenceLength":315.0, "avgSyllable":2.1619433198, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nBack at it\nSmokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it\nThe boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict\nTwo racks just for the tank top, you niggas is pathetic\nBack at it (Yeah)\nBack at it (Yeah)\nMess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (Yeah)\nAnd this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who on\nGotta go now, I can't prolong (Prolong), \nI'm out of space in a ozone (Ozone)\nIn a spaceship let it float on (Float on), can't stop me now, nigga, hold on\n[Verse 1]\nDouble R truck and it's black, yuh\nLoad 'em up, get 'em intact, yuh\nI'm flyin' like the black like a bat, yuh\nThese fuck niggas poppin' my back, damn\nAdd up the numbers the math, yuh\nI heard all of your stories is cap, yuh\nGervonta that boy out with a right jab\nI bet he didn't know he was right there\nI heard a few shots, that's a hot pair (Hot)\nIt's gon' be a whole 'nother sound\nI promise that I can come drip the town\n'Cause I ain't got no hate towards your town (Nah)\nNigga wan' see me walk with my head down\nThink it's funny, I ain't playin' around (Nah)\nI'm in my bed but a nigga ain't layin' down\nIf I pull up, I'm tearin' it down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4Xzq2WibDHR5Eufi21HlEZ", "title":"Should've Wore A Bonnet", "artist":"21 Savage & Brent Faiyaz", "danceability":0.607, "valence":0.419, "speechiness":0.0714, "fres":96.2420104895, "vocabComplex":0.4327176781, "sentenceLength":189.5, "avgSyllable":2.2655172414, "lyrics":"[Intro: \nK-Ci\n]\nLovin' you is all that I have to do (Yeah)\nI don't wanna do anything else\nI don't wanna do anything else, baby, baby\n[Chorus: 21 Savage & \nBrent Faiyaz\n]\nDrop your dot, you know I'm comin'\nLace front fucked up, you should've wore your bonnet\nRunnin' from me, runnin' \nfrom me\nRunnin' from me, runnin' \nfrom me\n[Post-Chorus: Brent Faiyaz & \n21 Savage\n]\nDrop the lo', I'm comin'\nI already know it's runnin' for me\nGirl, it's truly a blessin'\nYou can make all the mess that you want\nAnd that's all that I want\nIs for you to run\nRunnin' like a faucet\nDon't give a fuck 'bout where you goin' (\nWoah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nWorkin' even on your days off (Yeah, yeah)\nBody right, everything soft (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nTwo shots, she don't really talk\nBusiness card, show 'em you the boss\nW\u0435 can take a jet to see the world\nI know that you a small city girl (21, 21)\nI know niggas in your DM\nSh\u0435 don't wanna be your BM\nWho them niggas? Shit, we them\nNo cap, kizzy or a brim\nLate night, grippin' off her Skims\nWintertime, I got on my Timbs\nMake a baby, listenin' to Tems (21)\nThese bitches call me Sugar Ray\nI might ball, but nigga, I don't play\nCall a Uber, she done overstayed\nEvery hour, new one on the way\nPop shit, I'm straight up out the A\nHot shit, come up out the K\nMy lil' brother got more masks than Ye\nI wanna feel your stomach (21)\nGrab the sheets, I wanna see you runnin' (On God)\nRunnin' from me, runnin'\nRunnin' from me, runnin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5FQ77Cl1ndljtwwImdtjMy", "title":"Heaven", "artist":"Niall Horan", "danceability":0.57, "valence":0.72, "speechiness":0.0257, "fres":90.8370196353, "vocabComplex":0.6184210526, "sentenceLength":152.0, "avgSyllable":3.1230769231, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nStrange light revolves around you\nYou float across the room\nYour touch is made of something\nHeaven can't hold a candle to\nYou're made of something new\nLet's not get complicated\nLet's just enjoy the view\nIt's hard to be a human\nSo much to put an answer to\nBut that's just what we do\n[Chorus]\nGod only knows where this could go\nAnd even if our love starts to grow out of control\nAnd you and me go up in flames\nHeaven won't be the same\n[Verse 2]\nI'm having revelations\nYou dance across the floor\nBeyond infatuation\nHow I obsessively adore you\nThat's what I do\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI believe, I believe\nI could die in your kiss\nNo, it doesn't get, doesn't get\nBetter than this", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4q7y1JFDBJSBSLqXVgcI51", "title":"Runnin Outta Time", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.777, "valence":0.18, "speechiness":0.242, "fres":88.119108252, "vocabComplex":0.4212765957, "sentenceLength":235.0, "avgSyllable":2.824120603, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nMaybe we just runnin' out of time\nAin't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines\nBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left\nThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myself\nMaybe we just runnin' out of time (Of time)\nAin't no need to try to hold you up 'cause you always mines\nBut I can't trust nobody, I was down, wasn't nobody left\nThey done turned they back on me, never turned on myself\n[Verse 1]\nI can't trust nobody, I can't trust nobody I know\nLeft me alone, I was grindin', I had to find myself\nReal one, had to remind myself\nSometimes ev\u0435n rich niggas get lost\nI'm experi\u0435ncin' more paranoia\nFinding love got me more paranoid\nI can't tell who real anymore\nIt's the ones that I cherish and adore\nIt'll never be like it was before\nBefore I was climbing up the charts\nWhen you leaving, you leave me no choice\nI'll come back and unpack the Rolls-Royce\nI'll come through if you need me, of course\nHope it come to the day we rejoice\nI got your back like a spine", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7GYwddIIGF1XuZrh1z1Mta", "title":"Girl In Mine", "artist":"Parmalee", "danceability":0.464, "valence":0.887, "speechiness":0.0439, "fres":98.7475438596, "vocabComplex":0.4334975369, "sentenceLength":203.0, "avgSyllable":2.427672956, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nIn my T-shirt, in my ride\nRunnin' circles in my mind\nCouple billion in the world\nBaby, you're the only girl in mine\n[Verse 1]\nYou took the single out of my life\nNow I can't wait to see you tonight\nIn my CJ seat, messin' with my rear view\nNo, I don't feel like me, girl, if I ain't got you\n[Chorus]\nIn my T-shirt, in my ride\nRunnin' circles in my mind\nCouple billion in the world\nBaby, you're the only girl\nIn that picture in my pocket\nOn my cell phone when I lock it\nIt's all you, no lie\nBaby, you're the only girl in mine\n[Post-Chorus]\n(You're the only girl in)\n[Verse 2]\nNah, there ain't nothin' I want to myself\nIf it's up to me, there'd never be nobody else\nIn that blue beach chair by my side in the sun\nDon't even wanna be there, girl, if you ain't the one", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1K39ty6o1sHwwlZwO6a7wK", "title":"Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.581, "valence":0.514, "speechiness":0.0739, "fres":98.7029644269, "vocabComplex":0.5801104972, "sentenceLength":181.0, "avgSyllable":2.5069444444, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nHe said, \"Let's get out of this town\nDrive out of the city, away from the crowds\"\nI thought, \"Heaven can't help me now\"\nNothing lasts forever\nBut this is gonna take me down\n[Pre-Chorus]\nHe's so tall and handsome as hell\nHe's so bad, but he does it so well\nI can see the end as it begins\nMy one condition is\n[Chorus]\nSay you'll remember me\nStandin' in a nice dress\nStarin' at the sunset, babe\nRed lips and rosy cheeks\nSay you'll see me again\nEven if it's just in your\nWildest dreams, ah, ha\nWildest dreams, ah, ha\n[Verse 2]\nI said, \"No one has to know what w\u0435 do\"\nHis hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room\nAnd his voic\u0435 is a familiar sound\nNothin' lasts forever\nBut this is gettin' good now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2LBqCSwhJGcFQeTHMVGwy3", "title":"Die For You", "artist":"The Weeknd & Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.586, "valence":0.508, "speechiness":0.0615, "fres":101.1066229189, "vocabComplex":0.3888888889, "sentenceLength":270.0, "avgSyllable":2.3165137615, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: The Weeknd]\nI'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm goin' through\nI just can't say I don't love you (Yeah)\n'Cause I love you, yeah\nIt's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold\nBut tonight, I'm gon' let you know\nLet me tell the truth\nBaby, let me tell the truth, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]\nYou know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes\nYou hate that you want me, hate it when you cry\nYou're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night\nI'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time\nI don't want this feelin', I can't afford love\nI try to find a reason to pull us apart\nIt ain't workin' 'cause you're perf\u0435ct\nAnd I know that you're worth it\nI can't walk away, oh\n[Chorus: Both, \nAriana Grande\n, \nThe Weeknd\n]\nEven though we'r\u0435 goin' through it (\nAh\n)\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you (\nOoh, ooh\n)\nBaby, I would die for you, \nyeah\nThe distance and the time between us (\nDistance and the time\n)\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you (\nI would die for you\n)\nBaby, I would die for you, \nyeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"03rwnftfgpYVO6QDWOZcG6", "title":"Drew A Picasso", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.707, "valence":0.143, "speechiness":0.244, "fres":93.3298396624, "vocabComplex":0.6288659794, "sentenceLength":97.0, "avgSyllable":2.6851851852, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nBaby\n, \nyou know\n, you know, you \nknow\n I need your love\n)\n[Verse 1]\nYou cannot find no one better than this\nTryna do right by you, but we can't mix, I try\nTakin' three months off, then fuckin' again\nAfter you said we not fuckin' again\nNever say \"never,\" just say what it is\nAct like you need some insurance on it\nWe didn't get here on accident\nDon't make me bring out them racks again\nYour two best friends are some savages\nDamn, how many days has it been?\nSomethin' is different, not genuine\nMovin' like Snoopy and Charlie Brown\nFeel like you tryna dog the kid\n[Bridge]\nYou're mine\nToo many reasons why\nI can't picture you with him\nThat's just so embarrassin'\nI want to di\u0435, to die\nI swear that I wanted you back th\u0435n\nWaitin' on you like a backend\nYou bad as fuck, ain't no cappin'\nStatements you claimed never happened", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4daEMLSZCgZ2Mt7gNm2SRa", "title":"Flooded The Face", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.64, "valence":0.393, "speechiness":0.304, "fres":94.4934489529, "vocabComplex":0.4957983193, "sentenceLength":79.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.207253886, "lyrics":"[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & \nKesha Lee\n]\nPull up if you really with it\nPull up if you really with it\nPull up if you really with the shits\nPull up if you really with the shits\nUzi, Uzi\nWake up\n (If you\u205freally\u205fwith\u205fthe shits)\nHaha, Uzi,\u205fnot again\nYou're never\u205fgonna change\nYeah\n[Verse 1]\nFirst of all, I fuck eight bitches a day (Yeah)\nHow could you ever say Lil Uzi gay? (How?)\nFuck four of 'em raw, fuck four of 'em safe\nThink I'm splittin' the offer for you to debate\nDon't want no pussy, want oral today\nPull out your tongue and just twirl it, baby\nShe lick on my backwood and pearl it, baby\nDiamonds so wet, like a swirly, baby\nGot more than a .40, if I pulled out a TEC with my borin' shit\nIf I'm pourin', then you pourin' and we pourin' shit\nI fuck your bitch on cam like a porno flick\nI put diamonds everywhere, that more than wrist\nOut late brok\u0435, now I'm mornin' rich\nBrand new foreign, now I'm floorin' it (Yeah)\nDop\u0435 head broke, no ignorin' it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5h1BN75CEh8wdSwE1xrbSe", "title":"Slow Dancing", "artist":"V", "danceability":0.579, "valence":0.552, "speechiness":0.058, "fres":108.5906005155, "vocabComplex":0.7230769231, "sentenceLength":32.5, "avgSyllable":1.820754717, "lyrics":"[\ubdd4 \"Slow Dancing\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Verse 1]\nIt's about time we get it straight\nGimme a minute if it ain't too late\n\ub300\ucda9 \ubb34\ub9ac\uc600\ub098\ubd10, babe\n\uc560\uba3c \uae30\ubd84\ub9cc \ud574\uce5c \ucc44\n\ubc84\ud2f0\uae30\uac00 \uc774\ub9cc\ud07c \ud798\ub4e0\ub370\nStay with me 'til the end of the day\n[Chorus]\nMaybe we\nCould be\nSlow dancing\nUntil the morning\nWe could be romancing\nThe night away\n[Verse 2]\nTurnin' me up and back off like this\nWhat do you want? Do you not like it?\nStop teasin' me, girl\nNow, you made me leave my heart out here\n\ub0a0 \ub51b\uace0 \uc62c\ub77c\uac00\n\ub2e4\uc2dc \uc0c8\ub85c \ub204\uad70\uac00 (Got it on, did you?)\n\ub2ee\uc558\ub358 \uc6b0\ub9ac\uac00\n\uba3c \uc774\uc6c3 \uac19\uc740 \ub0a0", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1hR8BSuEqPCCZfv93zzzz9", "title":"Welcome To New York (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.761, "valence":0.674, "speechiness":0.0312, "fres":90.0521383204, "vocabComplex":0.3260869565, "sentenceLength":276.0, "avgSyllable":2.8125, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWalkin' through a crowd, the village is aglow\nKaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats\nEverybody here wanted somethin' more\nSearchin' for a sound we hadn't heard before\nAnd it said\n[Chorus]\n\"Welcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you\"\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York\nWelcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York\nIt's a new soundtrack, I could dance to this beat, beat forevermor\u0435\nThe lights are so bright, but they n\u0435ver blind me, me\nWelcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York\n[Verse 2]\nWhen we first dropped our bags on apartment floors\nTook our broken hearts, put them in a drawer\nEverybody here was someone else before\nAnd you can want who you want\nBoys and boys and girls and girls\n[Chorus]\nWelcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York\nWelcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York\nIt's a new soundtrack, I could dance to this beat, beat forevermore\nThe lights are so bright, but they never blind me, me\nWelcome to New York (New York), it's been waitin' for you\nWelcome to New York, welcome to New York", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2xPV95cfbyusygMTxpa3SW", "title":"You", "artist":"Dan + Shay", "danceability":0.544, "valence":0.52, "speechiness":0.0319, "fres":104.0856886792, "vocabComplex":0.4740740741, "sentenceLength":135.0, "avgSyllable":2.3693693694, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nOoh, ooh\n[Verse 1]\nBaby, standin' here with you\nWith your arms around my shoulders\nWe're dancin' with the moon\nAnd baby, it feels just like a dream\nWhen I whisper that I love you\nAnd you say it back to me\n[Chorus]\nI got you, ooh, ooh\nFor the rest of my days\nIn the sun of Sunday morning\nOr the pouring rain\nI got you, ooh, ooh\nFor the rest of my life\nAnd if all else goes wrong, baby\nI'll be alright\n'Cause I got you\n[Post-Chorus]\nYou, you, and only you\nYou and only you\nI got you, you, and only you\nYou and only you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0rKWJnmo6Q0ovoPOLoLm0t", "title":"Too Much", "artist":"The Kid LAROI, Jung Kook & Central Cee", "danceability":0.758, "valence":0.465, "speechiness":0.172, "fres":104.0049423077, "vocabComplex":0.4068965517, "sentenceLength":32.2222222222, "avgSyllable":2.0753138075, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Jung Kook & \nThe Kid LAROI\n]\nUh, if we had the chance and the time to spend\nWould you do it again? Would you do it again?\nWas it too much? Uh, yeah (\nToo much\n)\nWas it too much? Ayy, uh (\nToo much\n)\nNow you're callin' your friends 'cause I'm gone again\nWhen I'm back around, would you do it again?\nWas it too much? Uh, ayy (\nToo much\n)\nWas it too much? Uh, ayy (\nToo much\n)\n[Verse 1: The Kid LAROI]\nSo tell me what got in the way\nAnd how I thought it was good that it changed\nAnd I'm sayin' I'm sorry again\nOh, I could never get out of my way\nHit the store and your wardrobe's replaced\nAnd still all that you do is complain\nYou keep on throwin' it back in my face\nAnd now you're tellin' me I need some space\n[Pre-Chorus: The Kid LAROI & \nJung Kook\n]\nSo I'm layin' in my bed, tripped off the shrooms now\nI'll be dead before I'm without you now\nRealizin' I'm addicted to you now\nCome right here, baby, relax and cool down (Let's go)\nWhat you sayin'? Hit me back with the move now (\nOoh\n)\nIn my brain, no one else, it's just you now (Yeah)\nLet me love you the way that I do now\nI never knew how", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3cBvflSY5luZT6FUzrAOQZ", "title":"You're Gonna Go Far", "artist":"Noah Kahan", "danceability":0.407, "valence":0.354, "speechiness":0.0318, "fres":97.3454917062, "vocabComplex":0.5019455253, "sentenceLength":128.5, "avgSyllable":2.6912442396, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThe only time I got to praying for a red light\nWas when I saw your destination as a deadline\n\"This is normal conversation, babe, it's all fine\"\nMaking quiet calculations where the fault lies\nThis is good land, or at least it was\nIt takes a strong hand and a sound mind\n[Verse 2]\nThe college kids are getting so young, ain't they?\nThey're correcting all the grammar on our spray paint\nAnd I even gave up driving after nightfall\nI got tired of the frat boys with their brights on\nThis is good land, or at least it was\nIt takes a strong hand and a sound mind\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIt makes me smile to know when things get hard\nOoh-ooh, you'll be far\nOoh-ooh, you'll b\u0435 far from here\nAnd, while I cl\u0435an shit up in the yard\nOoh-ooh, you'll be far\nOoh-ooh, you'll be far, far from here\n[Chorus]\nSo, pack up your car, put a hand on your heart\nSay whatever you feel, be wherever you are\nWe ain't angry at you, love\nYou're the greatest thing we've lost\nThe birds will still sing\nYour folks will still fight\nThe boards will still creak\nThe leaves will still die\nWe ain't angry at you, love\nWe'll be waiting for you, love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1PIgY9ybyFT9uWLM5POYGY", "title":"All The Parties", "artist":"Drake Featuring Chief Keef", "danceability":0.65, "valence":0.195, "speechiness":0.199, "fres":99.2214658228, "vocabComplex":0.5902439024, "sentenceLength":205.0, "avgSyllable":2.2035928144, "lyrics":"[Part I]\n[Intro: Drake]\nAyy\nAyy, ayy\nGrr\n[Verse: Drake]\nYeah, \nJason\n got money that glow in the dark\nHit up the dawg like I'm OVO Mark\nWalk-in closet, got more Chrome in than Stark\nForty K a night to sleep at the Mark\nGuess it\u2019s time for me to cover the shark\nMe and KD 'bout to turn up the art\nFuck you hoes, I swear I'm breakin\u2019 your heart\nIt's broken\nI bought the house just to knock that shit down\nI bought the Rolls just to take it apart\nShe bought an ass, now she makin' it arch\nDoctor's office was the last time that you niggas even had your name on a chart\nShawty graduated, playin' it smart\n (Ayy, yeah)\n[Chorus: Chief Keef]\nUsed to be a smarty\nUsed to wanna study, now she poppin' Addies\nShe at all the parti\u0435s, T'd up with 3Hunna\nShe just did her body, she in lov\u0435 with Sosa\nGirl, you such a thottie\nAyy, Sosa, baby", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7gaA3wERFkFkgivjwbSvkG", "title":"Yes, And?", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.788, "valence":0.823, "speechiness":0.0505, "fres":94.4163647343, "vocabComplex":0.5792682927, "sentenceLength":41.0, "avgSyllable":2.6446280992, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nIn case you haven't noticed\nWell, everybody's tired\nAnd healin' from somebody\nOr somethin' we don't see just right\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBoy, come on, put your lipstick on (No one can tell you nothin')\nCome on and walk this way through the fire (Don't care what's on their mind)\nAnd if you find yourself in a dark situation\nJust turn on your light and be like\n[Chorus]\n\"Yes, and?\"\nSay that shit with your chest, and\nBe your own fuckin' best friend\nSay that shit with your chest\nKeep moving like, \"What's next?\"\n\"Yes, and?\"\n[Verse 2]\nNow, I'm so done with caring\nWhat you think, no, I won't hide\nUnderneath your own projections\nOr change my most authentic life", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"67aaFVnfvFWjxVQMd0jDb5", "title":"Smaller Acts", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.595, "valence":0.141, "speechiness":0.0257, "fres":98.5475327715, "vocabComplex":0.5896226415, "sentenceLength":212.0, "avgSyllable":2.8324324324, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShe's got a need to leave you wantin' more\nShe loves hard love and metaphors\nLeave your shoes off at the door\n'Cause dinner's waitin' on you\nGrand things don't impress her much\nShe's keen to smaller acts\nShe likes honey in her coffee\nAnd boys that use their backs\n[Verse 2]\nFriday afternoon at the Mercury Lounge\nShe loves a Prince song and a live sound\nNever needs much and sure knows how to dance\nAll the money in the world couldn't make her smile\nSh\u0435 prefers things that are worth whil\u0435\nLike small towns, that old style, and smaller acts\n[Chorus]\nThere ain't no love a man can find\nYou'd feel her in a room if you was blind\nThere ain't a grand thing a man can do\nShe'll only love you for you\n[Verse 3]\nShe's satisfied in the scorchin' summer\nLike the trees and stars she's layin' under\nThey're fine bein' right where they are\nGive her a buzz and a beat-down boy\nShe hates bullshit and loves the noise\nOf a coastal town the early parts of fall", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1h6w4POXM2LfG4ZD4xUfZQ", "title":"The Hillbillies", "artist":"Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar", "danceability":0.814, "valence":0.208, "speechiness":0.243, "fres":98.9629222973, "vocabComplex":0.4144385027, "sentenceLength":93.5, "avgSyllable":2.2162162162, "lyrics":"[Intro: Kendrick Lamar, \nBon Iver\n & \nBaby Keem\n]\n(\nWe can't see from here right now\n)\nI don't buy much, I buy land, bro\nCologne, Germany\n (\nSend it off from here\n right now\n)\nFour McDonalds, every time I land, bro (\nHere right now\n)\nBig Jay Rocks in both hands, bro, and all that\n (\nAnd free your mind\n)\nAnd I'm best-dressed, movin' forward, yeah\nTiny Taz Arn', yeah, all that, Compton cowboy, all that\nYeah, big protein (\nAnd you w\u2014, and you w\u2014\n)\nOne-hundred and fifty grams of protein (\nUh\n)\nY'all gotta stop playin', bro, I swear, bro\n[Verse 1: Baby Keem & \nBon Iver\n]\nUh, we gon' fuck up the world\nExcuse me, but is that your girl?\nIf she tell, that's a good referral\nHeebee-jeebie talk crazy to me, but Kendrick know I like irregular girls\nI'm not good with the regular girls, damn near want a veteran girl\nI just might change your life, we ain't wearin' no Giuseppe jeans\nWe ain't doin' none of normal things, do you know what formal means?\nCritics sayin' that I lost the plot, principles, yeah, I'd rather not\nMessi, 'bout to come in hot\n (\nPlease don't live in\u2014, please don't live in fear\n)\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nBon Iver\n]\n'Dot, uh, we gon' fuck up the world\n (\nWe can't see from here right now\n)\nExcuse me, but is that your girl? (\nHere right now\n)\nDidn't mean to possess your girl\nBaby, I'm high-profile, don't ever tell 'em you met me, girl\n(\nSend it off from here right now\n)\nThey gon' think that you rep me, girl, 5'7\", I'm Messi, girl\n (\nHere right now\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6iF4RgIjDvDqyW13PezSj3", "title":"Single Soon", "artist":"Selena Gomez", "danceability":0.61, "valence":0.747, "speechiness":0.0782, "fres":102.1316666667, "vocabComplex":0.4785714286, "sentenceLength":46.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.5446428571, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShould I do it on the phone?\nShould I leave a little note\nIn the pocket of his coat? Yeah\nMaybe I'll just disappear\nI don't wanna see a tear\nAnd the weekend's almost here\n[Chorus]\nI'm pickin' out this dress\nTryin' on these shoes\n'Cause I'll be single soon\nI'll be single soon\nI know he'll be a mess\nWhen I break the news\nBut I'll be single soon\nI'll be single soon\n[Post-Chorus]\nI'ma date who I wanna\nStay out late if I wanna\nI'ma do what I wanna do\nI'm pickin' out this dress\nTryin' on these shoes\n'Caus\u0435 I'll be single soon\nI'll be singl\u0435 soon", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7qLr3HMApUbyDkUvgIvHnB", "title":"Oh U Went", "artist":"Young Thug Featuring Drake", "danceability":0.808, "valence":0.465, "speechiness":0.236, "fres":102.4862215299, "vocabComplex":0.4431372549, "sentenceLength":85.0, "avgSyllable":1.9576719577, "lyrics":"[Intro: Young Thug]\n(Metro)\n[Chorus: Young Thug]\nAyy, you went flyin' Bentley Spur\nAyy, you went drivin' 'round the world\nAyy, you went brown like a squirrel\nAyy, you went Chanel pearls\nAyy, you went Rolls-Royce car\nAyy, you went Rolls-Royce truck\nOh, you want war with all my hoes\nOh, you want to line it all up\nAyy, I'ma play it how it is\nAyy, I been player for some years\nAyy, you tryna steal all the spill\nAyy, I'm in the field on a pill\nAyy, you wanna spill? Then let's spill\nAyy, you not real, niggas is\nRolls-Royce still Uncle Phil\nYeah, uh-uh, uh\n[Verse 1: Young Thug]\nOh, you went top off, oh, you went Flintstones\nOh, you took the lil' Rollie off, oh, you went big stones\nOh, you made two extra Ms, oh, you went ringtones\nOh, you w\u0435nt train on that bitch, oh, you went, \"Ding-dong\"\nOh, you went kingpin, oh, you went wings in\nOh, you w\u0435nt hands-on, oh, you ain't seen it?\nOh, you went Demon, shootin' out the Demon (Man)\nOh, you had came in\nNow, they were streamin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6ZZf5a8oiInHDkBe9zXfLP", "title":"Curtains", "artist":"Ed Sheeran", "danceability":0.5, "valence":0.443, "speechiness":0.0522, "fres":90.2747346939, "vocabComplex":0.4581673307, "sentenceLength":41.8333333333, "avgSyllable":2.671641791, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nCan you pull the curtains? Let me see the sunshine\nI think I'm done with my hidin' place and you found me anyway\nIt's been forever, but I'm feelin' alright\nTears dry and will leave no trace and tomorrow's another day\n[Verse 1]\nHide and seek, I am somewhere closed away\nYou won't believe how long it's been since I started the game\nI can't be seen and you won't find me today\nI've not been this low, but I'll be okay\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"Are you alright?\" Maybe don't ask\n'Cause you know I never like to talk about that\nKeep it inside, yeah, you say I always hold back\nAnd I always wear long sleeves\nIs it in your childhood? Somethin' happen in your past?\nWell, the sadness, yeah, I promise that it won't last\nAnd if I could, I would try to take it all back\nThere's still more underneath and that's when you say to me\n[Chorus]\n\"Can you pull the curtains? Let me see the sunshine\nI think I'm done with my hidin' place and you found me anyway\nIt's been forever, but I'm feelin' alright\nTears dry and will leave no trace and tomorrow's another day\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3m0y8qLoznUYi73SUBP8GI", "title":"Ghostbusters", "artist":"Ray Parker Jr.", "danceability":0.788, "valence":0.738, "speechiness":0.0372, "fres":90.265, "vocabComplex":0.4333333333, "sentenceLength":24.0, "avgSyllable":2.25, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\n(Ghostbusters)\nIf there's something strange\nIn your neighborhood\nWho you gonna call?\n(Ghostbusters)\nIf there's something weird\nAnd it don't look good\nWho you gonna call?\n(Ghostbusters)\n[Chorus]\nI ain't 'fraid of no ghost\nI ain't 'fraid of no ghost\n[Verse 2]\nIf you're seeing things\nRunning through your head\nWho can you call?\n(Ghostbusters)\nAn invisible man\nSleepin' in your bed\nOw, who you gonna call?\n(Ghostbusters)\n[Chorus]\nI ain't 'fraid of no ghost\nUh, I ain't 'fraid of no ghost", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7cP6kjAIJtIN1zyV5Q0kA9", "title":"B12", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.692, "valence":0.297, "speechiness":0.0659, "fres":96.3555194805, "vocabComplex":0.55, "sentenceLength":60.0, "avgSyllable":2.4803149606, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMcLaren Speedtail\nSix carats in my ear for detail\nI be gettin' all my watches retail\nCaught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill\nSold him lean, but Doodie got his refill\nI know real killers act like females\nAll the trenches bitches give me tea still\nHow you kill him? Bro, I need the details\nAdderall, feel like it\u2019s mixed with B12\nYou kept tellin' all my secrets, be real\nHeadshot, stop runnin', be still\nI could shake a whole block with these pills\nThis a striker, I don\u2019t know why you need L's\nPull up to a whole mosque and pray still\nFollow bro car 'cause he got the switch\nOnly poppin' 'cause you died and you diss\nCrush a Perc' inside a \nSierra Mist\nBitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss\nI ain't puttin\u2019 my name on hits\nWhy you braggin\u2019? Niggas ain't kill shit\nHopped out on feet like he ran out of gas\nI call him Yeat \u2019cause he stay with his mask\nHow you got it, but you stay with your mans?\nLegs tatted, had to go get some Vans\nFifteen million cash, that's my advance\nFuck a opp bitch to get in her head\nThink I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man\nThink I love her, I'm tryna kill his ass\nYou a killer? Jam, check his referral\nFlawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls\nOn a date, I gotta take her to Harold\u2019s\nThese Chanel, these ain't regular pearls", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1olWQ1LOUYs4VBwx5N8Lz9", "title":"In Your Love", "artist":"Tyler Childers", "danceability":0.534, "valence":0.243, "speechiness":0.0378, "fres":106.1901282051, "vocabComplex":0.5436241611, "sentenceLength":149.0, "avgSyllable":2.7111111111, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI will wait for you\n'Til the sun turns into ashes\nAnd bows down to the moon\nI will wait for you\nIt's a long hard war\nAh, but I can grin and bear it\n'Cause I know what the hell I'm fightin' for\nAnd I will wait for you\n[Chorus]\nWe were never made to run forever\nWe were just meant to go long enough\nTo find what we were chasin' after\nI believe I found it here\nIn your love\n[Verse 2]\nI will stand my ground\nI'm a bad man looking for takers\nYou're the finest thing around\nSo I will stand my ground\n'Cause it's cold out there\nAnd you know some men search for ages\nFor the love that I have found\nSo I will stand my ground", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2uHgCkaiHwZKl7tDBTVsyW", "title":"No Caller ID", "artist":"Megan Moroney", "danceability":0.332, "valence":0.11, "speechiness":0.0396, "fres":98.8949100061, "vocabComplex":0.5148514851, "sentenceLength":33.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.2532467532, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'm two months deep in therapy\nBeen finally gettin' sleep\nMy friends quit checkin' up on me\n'Cause I'm back on my feet\nI'm doin' more than gettin' by\nI've been seeing a stand-up guy\nIt's the middle of the night\nAnd my phone starts ringin', and\n[Chorus]\nHere you come again, and there you go\nNo coincidence, you always know\nWhen I'm movin' on, you move back in\nWith a half-ass, \"Sorry, how you been?\"\nWhy do you do it? Do you, just hate losin'?\nHere you come again, who could it be\nIt's 3 a.m., no caller ID\n[Verse 2]\nI don't need to see your name\nWho else would drunk-call me this late?\nSurprise, surprise, you haven't changed\nI'm sure, you're sure I'll pick up\nAnd I shouldn't want to, but I do\nYou know me too well, damn you\nWhy do I want to? I shouldn't want to", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"44gmXwbdHjwQsQvsiraj14", "title":"Let Me Calm Down", "artist":"Nicki Minaj Featuring J. Cole", "danceability":0.765, "valence":0.471, "speechiness":0.0831, "fres":95.4258695652, "vocabComplex":0.4113712375, "sentenceLength":149.5, "avgSyllable":2.6458333333, "lyrics":"[Intro: Nicki Minaj]\nHold, hold you\nLet me hold you\nWanna hold, hold you\nLet me hold you\nHold, hold you (Let me, let me, let me)\n[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]\nPull off and I almost hit him\nHe actin' like I ain't always with him\nMy heart sayin' I love him while I'm screamin' that I hate him\nAnd ain't no more debatin', this time, it's a ultimatum\nI never forgot where I was at the first day I met him\nYeah, it was love at first sight, but I ain't never sweat him\nI knew if it was meant to be that one day I would let him\nTwenty years later, them decisions, I don't regret them\nJust wish you would give me space when I really need it\nTo be alone in my zone when I'm really heated\nJust 'cause I am quiet, don't mean you're defeated\nWish you ain't need me to feel like you're completed\nDon't wanna say somethin' mean when I don't mean it\nMillion missed calls, I don't wanna talk\nJust did a detox, now I wanna spar\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nI wrote a line for you and it was beautiful\nI made a sign for you to say you're beautiful\nYou're so, so irresistible\nTake me to somewhere mystical\nYou're so\nDo you know?\nFor you, I promise I'll try\nFor you, I promise I'll try\nFor you, I promise I'll try", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4f9wNNZET9wH7eMBgONd3d", "title":"Doctor (Work It Out)", "artist":"Pharrell & Miley Cyrus", "danceability":0.841, "valence":0.93, "speechiness":0.0419, "fres":97.0667094862, "vocabComplex":0.4569536424, "sentenceLength":75.5, "avgSyllable":2.4322033898, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI could be your doctor\nAnd I could be your nurse\nI think I see the problem\nIt's only gon' get worse\nA midnight medication\nJust show me where it hurts\nI need to rock you, baby\nBefore your body bursts\n[Post-Chorus]\nLet me work it out (Yeah)\nLet me work it out\nOh yeah, yeah\nLet lil' mama work you out (Huh, ah)\nYou wanna work it out? (Wanna work it out)\nOh yeah, yeah (Ow)\n[Verse]\nYou're my lover (You're my lover)\nI show you sympathy\nTake your sugar (Take your sugar)\nAnd pour it into me\nLet's let bygones be bygones\nAnd throw it all away\nYou're my lover\nI wanna hear you say", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4s8BIKx4Zh6ryAEz8RTlaU", "title":"Foolish One (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.671, "valence":0.543, "speechiness":0.0299, "fres":87.3425774226, "vocabComplex":0.5701357466, "sentenceLength":221.0, "avgSyllable":2.9255319149, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nMy cards are on the table, yours are in your hand\nChances are, tonight, you've already got plans\nAnd chances are I will talk myself to sleep again\nYou give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high\nWishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right\nAnd I will block out these voices of reason in my head\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd the voices say, \"You are not the exception\nYou will never learn your lesson\"\n[Chorus]\nFoolish one\nStop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love\nThat ain't never gonna come\nYou will take the long way, you will take the long way down\n[Verse 2]\nYou know how to keep me waitin'\nI know how to act like I'm fine\nDon't know what to call this situation\nBut I know I can't call you mine\nAnd it's delicate, but I will do my best to seem bulletproof\n'Cause when my head is on your shoulder\nIt starts thinkin' you'll come around\nAnd maybe, someday, when we're older\nThis is something we'll laugh about\nOver coffee every mornin' while you're watching the news", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2QpN1ZVw8eJO5f7WcvUA1k", "title":"Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town", "artist":"Jackson 5", "danceability":0.692, "valence":0.961, "speechiness":0.0342, "fres":94.4990472973, "vocabComplex":0.4144736842, "sentenceLength":152.0, "avgSyllable":2.9663865546, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\n[Verse 1]\nYou'd better watch out\nYou'd better not cry\nYou'd better not pout\nI'm telling you why\n[Chorus]\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\n[Verse 2]\nHe's making a list\nAnd checking it twice\nGonna find out who's naughty and nice\n[Chorus]\nSanta Claus is comin' to town, oh yeah\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\nSanta Claus is comin' to town\n[Bridge]\nHe sees you when you're sleeping\nHe knows when you're awake\nHe knows if you've been bad or good\nSo be good for goodness sake\n(Be good for goodness sake)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0hL9gOw6XBWsygEUcVjxEc", "title":"Hyaena", "artist":"Travis Scott", "danceability":0.608, "valence":0.455, "speechiness":0.0719, "fres":90.2149962742, "vocabComplex":0.5610859729, "sentenceLength":221.0, "avgSyllable":2.5368421053, "lyrics":"[Intro: Derek Shulman]\nThe situation we are in at this time\nNeither a good one, nor is it so unblessed\nIt can change, it can stay the same\nI can say, I can make my claim\nHail, hail, hail\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nYeah\nOkay, this shit is outta control\nI'm drivin' through Hell and I done brought snow\nIt's shinin' in here, then I done brought glow\nI hear the sirens right out the chateau, run me the info\nTryna hear what you did, not how you came close\n'Cause I get bobblehead like I done made pro\nI made Italian bread like I done made dough\nI be all around the map\nWrite a show 'bout myself like I'm Chelsea Handler\nOr write a series 'bout my bitches like I'm Kelsey Grammer\nNicknamed the jet Jayhawk 'cause it's outta Kansas\nYou know it's Spaldin' in my top, I'm in my esperanza\nYou know it's slammin' wall to wall\nWe gotta fill the stands up with slaps and the anthems\nPoetic justice, I got you in all my stanzas\nWith your model stances, you everything I know about it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"17cia5k4BpGVlyEfqrFH50", "title":"Can't Catch Me Now", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.518, "valence":0.234, "speechiness":0.0353, "fres":94.2812381227, "vocabComplex":0.5053191489, "sentenceLength":188.0, "avgSyllable":2.6602564103, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThere's blood on the side of the mountain\nThere's writing all over the wall\nShadows of us are still dancin'\nIn every room and every hall\nThere's snow fallin' over the city\nYou thought that it would wash away\nThe bitter taste of my fury\nAnd all of the messes you made\nYeah, you think that you got away\n[Chorus]\nBut I'm in the trees, I'm in the breeze\nMy footsteps on the ground\nYou'll see my face in every place\nBut you can't catch me now\nThrough wading grass, the months will pass\nYou'll feel it all around\nI'm here, I'm there, I'm ev\u0435rywhere\nBut you can't catch me now\nNo, you can't catch m\u0435 now\n[Verse 2]\nBet you thought I'd never do it\nThought it'd go over my head\nI bet you figured I'd pass with the winter\nBe somethin' easy to forget\nOh, you think I'm gone 'cause I left", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2tudvzsrR56uom6smgOcSf", "title":"Like That", "artist":"Future, Metro Boomin & Kendrick Lamar", "danceability":0.814, "valence":0.312, "speechiness":0.231, "fres":97.9971835251, "vocabComplex":0.4299065421, "sentenceLength":160.5, "avgSyllable":2.1428571429, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future]\nGotta fire my joint up on this bitch\nYoung Metro, young Metro, young Metro, three times\nYeah\n[Verse 1: Future]\nStickin' to the code, all these hoes for the streets\nI put it in her nose, it's gon' make her pussy leak\nPussy niggas told, ain't gon' wake up out they sleep\nYou can't hear that switch, but you can hear them niggas scream\nAll my hoes do shrooms, nigga, all my hoes do coke\nTwenty-carat ring, I put my fingers down her throat (Uh, uh, uh)\nIf I lose a carat, she might choke (Uh, uh, uh)\nI know she gon' swallow, she a G.O.A.T. (Uh, uh, uh)\nFreeband nigga, bring the racks in\nGot the shooters in the corner like the pack in\nShe think 'cause she exotic bitch, she attractive\nThat's that shit'll get you put up out the section, brrt\nAnd the motto still the same\nBall like I won a championship game\nYou know these hoes hungry, they gon' fuck for a name\nI put her on the gang, she get fucked for a chain\nGot your girl in this bitch, she twirlin' on the dick\nI got syrup in this bitch, turn up in this bitch\nAnd we brought the 'Ercs in this bitch, get murked in this bitch\nAll these pointers on me, baby, you know it's game time\nBring a friend, bitch, we fucked 'em at the same time\nI'm a different nigga, no, we not the same kind\nYou can have that lil'\u2014 if she ain't mine (Yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5iE3eUH2WGCXcE2xr6DEmU", "title":"Waffle House", "artist":"Jonas Brothers", "danceability":0.729, "valence":0.864, "speechiness":0.0363, "fres":98.8045833333, "vocabComplex":0.4271356784, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":2.1597633136, "lyrics":"[Intro: Jon Bellion]\n(Come on)\n[Verse 1: Joe Jonas, \nJon Bellion\n]\n(\nHey now\n) We never knew how to forfeit\n(\nHey now\n) But we always knew how to talk sh\u2014\n(\nHey now\n) Couple nights, threw gasoline on the fire (\nHey\n)\n(\nHey now\n) We never knew how to perfect\n(\nHey now\n) But we always knew it would work\n[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]\n'Cause if somethin' misread\nOr if somethin' got said\nKnow before the night ends\n[Chorus: Joe Jonas]\nNo, don't get stressed, it's gon' get figured out\nOh, deep conversation at the \nWaffl\u0435 House\nHeadstrong father and a d\u0435termined mother\nOh, that's why some nights we tried to kill each other\nBut you know it's always love\n[Verse 2: Nick Jonas, \nJon Bellion\n]\n(\nHey now\n) We never knew how to fake it\n(\nHey now\n) But we always knew how to break sh\u2014\n(\nHey now\n) Couple nights, threw gasoline on the fire", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2pUYbyOIOSfDfsnCR3KceZ", "title":"Jake's Piano - Long Island", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.435, "valence":0.0911, "speechiness":0.0434, "fres":96.3694055944, "vocabComplex":0.462406015, "sentenceLength":266.0, "avgSyllable":2.7590909091, "lyrics":"[Part I: Jake's Piano]\n[Chorus]\nI finally quit smokin' cigarettes\nAnd I don't go downtown drinkin' 'til it's dawn\nThe best parts of you are here, but you're still gone\n[Verse]\nAnd, Lord, I've been tryin' to smile like you told me\nLaugh like the old me, it comes out all wrong\nThe best parts of you are here, but you're still gone\nAnd I still tie that double knot\nThe one you taught, that gets caught on the banks\nThe best parts of you are here, but you still ain't\n[Chorus]\nI finally quit smokin' cigarettes\nAnd I don't go downtown drinkin' 'til it's dawn\nThe best parts of you are here but you'r\u0435 still gone\n[Part II: Long Island]\n[Verse]\nI heard your father got sick of Long Island\nI'v\u0435 been tryin' like hell to call\nMy mind ain't well and I just can't tell you why\nI heard they shut down the old bar we'd go to when we needed rest\nWe'd always stay out too late Tuesday nights\nYou said I was the perfect gentleman\nYou used to hold me by my gentle hands\nThese ain't the hopeful hands you held before\nAnd I've been drinkin' so much lately, it seems a damn double blade\n'Cause when I'm drunk I dream you're dancin' down the shore", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7icwQvajsokotDfM3tefW6", "title":"SkeeYee", "artist":"Sexyy Red", "danceability":0.739, "valence":0.64, "speechiness":0.308, "fres":96.6131387521, "vocabComplex":0.4489795918, "sentenceLength":98.0, "avgSyllable":1.8695652174, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nTay Keith, fuck these niggas up\n)\nSkee-yee\n(\nDJ Meech, lil' bitch\n)\nSkee-yee\nSkee-yee\nSkee-yee\n[Chorus]\nIf you see me and you tryna see what's up (Skee-yee)\nHe wanna fuck with me, then I'ma have him stuck (Skee-yee)\nBitch lookin' bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)\nJewelry on yo' wrist, fuck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)\nWhen I holler, \"Skee-yee\" that mean pull up (Skee-yee)\nCars tinted five and they fast as fuck (Skee-yee)\nI'm lookin' good when I'm hoppin' out that truck (Skee-yee)\nWhere the hood niggas at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)\n[Verse 1]\nBenz clean, but we ridin' dirty (Yum)\nSlidin' with your boo, yeah, that's my dirty (You know it)\nMy sister in the backseat with a .30 (Baow)\nNiggas tryna shoot they shot, Stephen Curry (Swish)\nTake a bitch nigga, show no mercy (Nope)\nDo the pussy bitch dirty\nShe like \"Sexyy, why you hurt me?\" (I don't know)\nTook him down off them Yerkys (Uh, uh, uh, uh)\nWhen you with me, put that dick all up in my backside (Uh, uh, uh)\nI'm a hood bitch sittin' courtside (I'm hood)\nI'll show a pussy how this MAC ride\nLil' bitch, I'm from the Northside (Skee-yee)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5sdQOyqq2IDhvmx2lHOpwd", "title":"Super Shy", "artist":"NewJeans", "danceability":0.776, "valence":0.515, "speechiness":0.0748, "fres":97.8161351351, "vocabComplex":0.4088669951, "sentenceLength":33.8333333333, "avgSyllable":1.8376623377, "lyrics":"[\ub274\uc9c4\uc2a4 \"Super Shy\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Chorus: Danielle, \nHyein\n, \nHanni\n, \nHaerin\n]\nI'm super shy, super shy\nBut wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine\n\ub5a8\ub9ac\ub294 \uc9c0\uae08\ub3c4, you're on my mind all the time\nI wanna tell you but I'm super shy, super shy\nI'm super shy, super shy\nBut wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine\n\ub5a8\ub9ac\ub294 \uc9c0\uae08\ub3c4\n, y\nou're on my mind all the time\nI wanna tell you but I'm super shy, super shy\n[Verse 1: Hyein, \nMinji\n]\nAnd I wanna go out with you\nWhere you wanna go? (Huh?)\nFind a lil spot, just sit and talk\nLooking pretty, follow me\n\uc6b0\ub9ac \ub458\uc774 \ub098\ub780\ud788\n\ubcf4\uc774\uc9c0? (\ubd10)\n\ub0b4 \ub208\uc774 (Heh)\n\uac11\uc790\uae30, \ube5b\ub098\uc9c0\nWhen you say I'm your dream\n[Refrain: Hanni, \nDanielle\n, \nMinji\n]\nYou don't even know my name, do ya?\nYou don't even know my name, do ya?\n\ub204\uad6c\ubcf4\ub2e4\ub3c4", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6XEt23sq6sRgER8sSZbCR5", "title":"Johnny Dang", "artist":"That Mexican OT, Paul Wall & DRODi", "danceability":0.97, "valence":0.735, "speechiness":0.161, "fres":85.224137931, "vocabComplex":0.5238095238, "sentenceLength":112.0, "avgSyllable":2.4489051095, "lyrics":"[Intro: That Mexican OT]\n(\nTobi, just do it\n)\nAyo, is that That Mexican OT?\nThat good dope got me looking just like Johnny Dang\n[Chorus: That Mexican OT]\nLouis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain\nIn the kitchen, whippin' chicken, countin' bread like Cane's\nGood dope got a Mexican lookin' like Johnny Dang\nKnee deep in muddy water, still carryin' my K\nRight pocket got money, left pocket cocaine\nBulletproof white Cadillac, ridin' in a tank\nI'm a Dirty Bay baby from Dirty Bay with a dirty K\nSlide down your block, light it up with flames\n[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]\nChoppin' down the block while the 'Lac doing jumping jacks\nSmoking on the 'Wood, yellin', \"Timber,\" like it's lumberjack\nSuppressor on a MAC-10 soundin' like its bubblewrap\nThrow the TV in the shower, I'ma give his ass a bubble bath\nYoppers and choppers, lil' bitch, I got a whole lot of that\nWith the steel, I'ma kill y'all, got 'em falling back\nGot me feeling like a baby that's fiending, so where my bottle at?\nI'm just rhymin' words, I don't even know how to rap\nEvery time that they see me, best believe that I'm flossed up\nGot crossed up, dick in the dirt, then I bossed up\nI be catchin' these plays, fuck around and get Mossed up\nI be eatin' the booty like salad, get it tossed up\nPop trunk on a hater while we waving goodbye\nI'm from Lonestar, sippin' lean with pecan pie\nI don't play 'bout respect, for that, we gon' die\nTime is money, so best believe I'ma be on time", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3BKD1PwArikchz2Zrlp1qi", "title":"Baby Don't Hurt Me", "artist":"David Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray", "danceability":0.602, "valence":0.228, "speechiness":0.0308, "fres":104.2266558442, "vocabComplex":0.4807692308, "sentenceLength":31.2, "avgSyllable":2.0924369748, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]\nI want you for the dirty and clean\nWhen you're wakin' in your dreams\nWhen you bite my tongue and make me scream (And make me scream)\nSee, I got everything that you need\nAin't nobody gon' do it like me\nWe are burnin' at a high degree (Burnin' at a high degree)\n[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]\nAnd you make me feel like it burns\nAnd it hurts, uh\nMaybe that's part of the rush\nThis is us\n[Chorus: Anne-Marie]\nWhat is love?\nBaby, don't hurt me\nDon't hurt me no more\nWhat is love?\nBaby, don't hurt me\nDon't hurt me no more\n[Drop: Anne-Marie, \nCoi Leray\n]\nWhat is love?\nWhat is love?\nYeah, yeah, uh-huh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0OEe83mMZ5kaNw5uZQ7ilG", "title":"Delresto (Echoes)", "artist":"Travis Scott & Beyonce", "danceability":0.674, "valence":0.509, "speechiness":0.045, "fres":94.1173345588, "vocabComplex":0.5416666667, "sentenceLength":120.0, "avgSyllable":2.4528301887, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI believe in, I believe in love\nAh\nAh\nAh\nAh\n[Verse 1: Beyonc\u00e9]\nStatues in the next room\nBillions in escrow (\nAh\n)\nBulletproof the\u2005whole\u2005thing\nIgnore the dress\u2005code\nStep into the ballroom\nSo hard to\u2005let go (\nAh\n)\nThings that never give life\nI can see the echoes\n[Verse 2: Travis Scott & \nBeyonc\u00e9\n]\nRidin' through the thunder\nTryna see the summer\nIt's the echoes that I wait for\nIt's the echoes that I'm made for\nRecognize delresto\nRecognize the let go\nBreakin' through the echoes (\nMade for\n)\nBreathin' through the echo (\nWalk\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0bJAmhSAeMSfsyazOEUVFf", "title":"Girl I've Always Been", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.507, "valence":0.829, "speechiness":0.309, "fres":94.411043956, "vocabComplex":0.5786516854, "sentenceLength":59.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.5244755245, "lyrics":"[Intro: Olivia Rodrigo & \nDan Nigro\n]\nReady?\nAre you ready?\nYeah (\nI'm gonna scare you again\n)\nDon't scare me again\nA-five, a-six, five, six, seven, eight\n[Verse 1]\n\"Baby doll, you have changed\"\nThat's the thing you always say\nCursin' me, trash my name\nI rained all over your parade\nNow you're on my couch, you're fightin' tears\nYou say I'm cruel beyond my years\nAnd as I'm walkin' out that door\nSay you don't know me anymore\n[Chorus]\nWell, I have captors I call friends\nI got panic rooms inside my head\nAnd I get down with crooked men\nBut I am the girl I've always been\nI got wrapped up in the game again\nAnd you woke up in an empty bed\nAnd I can't say I'm a perfect ten\nBut I am the girl I've always been", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1BxfuPKGuaTgP7aM0Bbdwr", "title":"Cruel Summer", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.552, "valence":0.564, "speechiness":0.157, "fres":104.4194470046, "vocabComplex":0.4410480349, "sentenceLength":229.0, "avgSyllable":2.2857142857, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 1]\nFever dream high in the quiet of the night\nYou know that I caught it (\nOh yeah, you're right, I want it\n)\nBad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price\nYou know that I bought it (\nOh yeah, you're right, I want it\n)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nKilling me slow, out the window\nI'm always waiting for you to be waiting below\nDevils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes\nWhat doesn't kill me makes me want you more\n[Chorus]\nAnd it's new, the shape of your body\nIt's blue, the feeling I've got\nAnd it's ooh, woah-oh\nIt's a cruel summer\nIt's cool, that's what I tell 'em\nNo rules in breakable heaven\nBut ooh, woah-oh\nIt's a cruel summer with you\n[Verse 2]\nHang your head low in the glow of the vending machine\nI'm not dying (\nOh yeah, you're right, I want it\n)\nWe say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times\nWe're not trying (\nOh yeah, you're right, I want it\n)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2dHHgzDwk4BJdRwy9uXhTO", "title":"Creepin'", "artist":"Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & 21 Savage", "danceability":0.715, "valence":0.172, "speechiness":0.0484, "fres":98.6204891304, "vocabComplex":0.3830845771, "sentenceLength":201.0, "avgSyllable":2.3986928105, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nJust can't believe this, man\n)\n(\nMetro Boomin want some more, nigga\n)\n[Verse 1: The Weeknd]\nSomebody said they saw you\nThe person\u2005you\u2005were kissing wasn't\u2005me\nAnd I would never ask you\nI\u2005just kept it to myself\n[Chorus: The Weeknd]\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n[Verse 2: The Weeknd]\nI think about it when I hold you\nWhen lookin' in your eyes, I can't believe\nAnd I don't need to know the truth\nBaby, keep it to yourself\n[Chorus: The Weeknd]\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3Kh8X9lHztqVBTgw30HbXn", "title":"Cobra", "artist":"Megan Thee Stallion", "danceability":0.816, "valence":0.686, "speechiness":0.242, "fres":81.4577948113, "vocabComplex":0.6046511628, "sentenceLength":53.75, "avgSyllable":2.3987730061, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nB-B-Bankroll Got it\n)\nAyy\n[Verse 1]\nBreakin' down and I had the whole world watchin'\nBut the worst part is really who watched me\nEvery night I cried, I almost died\nAnd nobody close tried to stop it\nLong as everybody gettin' paid, right?\nEverything'll be okay, right?\nI'm winnin', so nobody trippin'\nBet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'\nAt night, I'm sittin' in a dark room thinkin'\nProbably why I always end up drinkin'\nYes, I'm very depressed\nHow can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?\nShit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot\nWhen they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy\nHe pourin' me shots, thinkin' it's lit\nHah, little did he know\n[Chorus]\nThis pussy depr\u0435ssed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah\nPink nails 'round his n\u0435ck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy\nThink it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy\nThis pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5xXqyjLicvEpch72qEryFT", "title":"Speak Now (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.727, "valence":0.639, "speechiness":0.0325, "fres":93.7884119142, "vocabComplex":0.623655914, "sentenceLength":186.0, "avgSyllable":2.6946107784, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI am not the kind of girl\nWho should be rudely bargin' in on a white veil occasion\nBut you are not the kind of boy\nWho should be marrying the wrong girl\nI sneak in and see your friends\nAnd her snotty little family all dressed in pastel\nAnd she is yelling at a bridesmaid\nSomewhere back inside a room\nWearin' a gown shaped like a pastry\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThis is surely not what you thought it would be\nI lose myself in a daydream\nWhere I stand and say\n[Chorus]\nDon't say yes, run away now\nI'll meet you when you're out\nOf the church, at the back door\nDon't wait or say a single vow\nYou need to hear me out\nAnd they said, \"Sp\u0435ak now\"\n[Verse 2]\nFond gestures are \u0435xchanged\nAnd the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march\nAnd I am hiding in the curtains\nIt seems that I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6x9pCndnXEoea0CMcfjs9W", "title":"N.H.I.E.", "artist":"21 Savage & Doja Cat", "danceability":0.818, "valence":0.155, "speechiness":0.0926, "fres":96.2142482708, "vocabComplex":0.4320557491, "sentenceLength":287.0, "avgSyllable":2.1105769231, "lyrics":"[Intro: Doja Cat]\nAhem (Yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, sheesh)\n[Chorus: 21 Savage & \nDoja Cat\n]\nThat ain't something I would do (\nThat ain't something, that ain't something\n)\nHell nah, let you slide like it's cool (\nThat ain't something, that ain't\n)\nNigga, hell nah, fake the truth (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nPlay by rules (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nPlay with you (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nThat ain't something I would do\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nI'm havin' plaques on plaques (Okay)\nYou niggas' streams ain't that (Okay)\nI done seen a hater get whacked (Okay)\nHit him nine times, he a cat (Okay)\nI grew up on the East, no cap (Okay)\nGreen Card, green tips in the strap\n (Okay)\nKeep talkin' 'bout where I was born (Okay)\nLik\u0435 a nigga wanna still get clapped (Okay)\nShe sit on th\u0435 wood, no splinter (Facts)\nNew money like I got a printer\n (Facts)\nI ain't buyin' these bitches, I rent 'em (Facts)\nThese porcelain teeth, they not dentures (Facts)\nBig VVS stones and they twinkle\n (21)\nI'm at Waffle House rollin' up Sprinkle\n (21)\nLet her ex call her phone 'til he wrinkle (21)\nI'll pop at his ass, he a pimple", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4ZT0wGKwlJRjpMUuwZVy3p", "title":"Daylight", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.566, "valence":0.0667, "speechiness":0.277, "fres":92.5041994855, "vocabComplex":0.5458937198, "sentenceLength":103.5, "avgSyllable":2.6785714286, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tony Montana & \nDrake\n]\nYou're all a bunch of fucking assholes\nYou know why?\nYou don't have the guts to be what you wanna be\nYou need people like me\nYou need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers\nAnd say that's the bad guy\nYeah\n \n(\n808 Mafia\n)\nGrrah\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nTreat all my exes like Jehovah's Witnesses\nFree all the dogs and fuck all the witnesses\nThey sittin' down, we standin' on business\nAyy, standin' on business\nStandin' on business\nStandin' on business\nStandin' on, ooh\nI'm tryna fuck all the bitches that look like my ex\nI'm makin' her vexed, I'm too complex\nI carry a whol\u0435 lotta gold on my neck\nHe talkin' down, he g\u0435t put in a lake\nCapo the type to show up to the wake\n[Pre-Chorus: Drake]\nI'm geekin' hard, don't know what to take\nDon't know what I took\nMy doggy got booked for actin' like Book\nHe shot him in... (Damn)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0QosomGFiJYOxj2ViZfqng", "title":"Selfish", "artist":"Justin Timberlake", "danceability":0.69, "valence":0.376, "speechiness":0.0364, "fres":101.87925, "vocabComplex":0.5189189189, "sentenceLength":61.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.2108843537, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh\n[Verse 1]\nIf they saw what I saw\nThey would fall the way I fell\nBut they don't know what you want\nAnd baby, I would never tell\nIf they knew what I know\nThey would never let you go\nSo guess what?\nI ain't ever lettin' you go\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause your lips were made for mine\nAnd my heart would go flatline\nIf it wasn't beatin' for you all the time\n[Chorus]\nSo if I get jealous, I can't help it\nI want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish\nIt's bad for my mental, but I can't fight it, when\nYou're out lookin' like you do, but you can't hide it, no\n[Post-Chorus]\nPut you in a frame, ooh, baby, who could blame you?\nGlad your mama mad\u0435 you\nMakin' me insane, you cannot be \u0435xplained, ooh\nYou must be an angel", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6dNOefmb6Lgl5vNtJsSajt", "title":"Ocean Spray", "artist":"Moneybagg Yo", "danceability":0.896, "valence":0.544, "speechiness":0.242, "fres":92.7472830725, "vocabComplex":0.4623115578, "sentenceLength":99.5, "avgSyllable":2.0620689655, "lyrics":"[Intro: Juicy J]\nSmokin' and I'm sippin'\nI'm smokin' and I'm sippin' (\nMacTooBangin\n)\nI'm chillin' with your bitch, mane\nSmokin' and I'm sippin', sippin'\n[Verse 1]\nThe coupe came with a masseuse (What that mean?)\nThat mean the seats massage me (Where you at?)\nOut of sight, but I'm still in the loop (Doin' what?)\nCallin' shots in the bed with a Barbie (Boss)\nIf they try me in here, I'ma shoot (Baow)\nFuck around and forget I'm an artist (Fuck it)\nIn this Sprite, I'ma pour up a deuce (Wock')\nTwenty-eight for a pint, what they charge me (Taxin')\nCan't leave the streets 'cause I'm deep in (Deep in)\n'Posed to be savin', I keep spendin' (Keep goin')\nI told my bitch, she can't be friendly (Nah, nah)\nShe call me daddy, might depend (Parent)\nWhen she want it, she demand it (Uh-uh)\nShe a lil' savage like Randy (Demon)\nNeck full of water, Titanic (Sinkin')\nFlyin' then you out here landin' (Go)\nEverything purple, I do it for Nuski\nThat was my hitter, my dawg, my Scooby\nAn eight of Wockesha, the bottle look gooey\nI done got high to the point I look stupid\nDrivin' the 'Rari, today, I feel coupie\nYou with a street nigga, stop actin' bougie\nYou say you love me, then make sure I'm good\nYou say you ridin', then that's over-stood\nI left some real niggas in the hood\nI'd bring 'em all with me if I could\nDon't see 'em with me no more, then they blew it\nWon't fuck with nobody more than I should\nThis a new piece, yesterday's ice not today's ice (Look)\nOne show cost a two-piece\nYesterday's price's not today's price (Big bag, hey)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2uFaJJtFpPDc5Pa95XzTvg", "title":"Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!", "artist":"Dean Martin", "danceability":0.451, "valence":0.701, "speechiness":0.0351, "fres":104.1967173913, "vocabComplex":0.4624277457, "sentenceLength":173.0, "avgSyllable":2.595890411, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nOh, the weather outside is frightful\nBut the fire is so delightful\nAnd since we've no place to go\nLet it snow, let it snow, let it snow\n[Verse 2]\nMan, it doesn't show signs of stopping\nAnd I've brought me some corn for popping\nThe lights are turned way down low\nLet it snow, let it snow\n[Bridge]\nWhen we finally kiss goodnight\nHow I'll hate going out in the storm\nBut if you really hold me tight\nAll the way home I'll be warm\n[Verse 3]\nAnd the fire is slowly dying\nAnd, my dear, we're still goodbyeing\nBut as long as you love me so\nLet it snow, let it snow, and snow\n[Bridge]\nWhen we finally kiss goodnight\nHow I'll hate going out in the storm\nBut if you really grab me tight\nAll the way home I'll be warm", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"48rsYvIQXUAtxcmIoStOaM", "title":"Ca$h $hit", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.795, "valence":0.152, "speechiness":0.0882, "fres":95.725442337, "vocabComplex":0.3719512195, "sentenceLength":82.0, "avgSyllable":1.9620253165, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nX-Plosive\n)\nUh\nNow you niggas know I talk nothin' but cash shit, know what I mean?\nKnow what I mean?\n[Chorus]\nRun up them racks like I wanna\nCount up them racks with GunWunna (Count up them racks with GunWunna)\nCarats on one of my pointers\nClarity V\u2019s, I see water\n \n(Clarity V's, I see water)\nTalk the cash shit like I wanna\nTalk the cash shit like I wanna\n (Hold on)\n[Verse 1]\nUh, stones in my teeth, I don't talk for free\nI don\u2019t care to speak, I'ma be brief (I'ma be brief)\nGoyard the brief, I got a freak\nShe havin' C, we wanna see (We wanna see)\nHow many M's? (Many M's) \nSmokin' grams, I smoke out the P, she with a the P (Yeah)\nI'ma prevail (Prevail), parasail, I float through the sea, yacht overseas\nCount up, then stack some more hundreds (More hundreds)\nGeeked up, I don\u2019t wanna go under (Geeked up, I don\u2019t wanna go under)\nThey know I can come make it thunder (They know I can come make it thunder)\nCan't see me like young Stevie Wonder\n (Can\u2019t see me)\nI drip like a sweat in the sauna (The sauna)\nI swear, I can't wait for the summer (I swear, I can't wait for the summer)\nPop out, when I drip, it's a puddle (A puddle)\nYou know ain\u2019t no need to be subtle (Nah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0wEGo9LsSrSUz9HOtraWAO", "title":"Overcompensate", "artist":"twenty one pilots", "danceability":0.363, "valence":0.331, "speechiness":0.0978, "fres":80.3986722488, "vocabComplex":0.654822335, "sentenceLength":39.4, "avgSyllable":1.9822485207, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nDiese kleine unheimliche Insel hat mich zu einer Waffe gemacht\n)\n(\nWir glauben beide\u2014\n)\n(\nCette petite \u00eele \u00e9trange a fait de moi une arme\n)\n(\nNous croyons tous les deux que nous pouvons l'utiliser pour changer l'\u00e9lan de cette guerre\n)\n(\nEsta peque\u00f1a isla espeluznante me ha convertido en un arma\n)\n(\nAmbos creemos que podemos usarlo para cambiar el impulso de esta guerra\n)\nWelcome back to Trench\nWelcome back to Trench\n[Break]\nI created this world\nTo feel some control\nDestroy it if I want\nSo I sing Sahlo Folina\nSahlo Folina\n(Wait, what? Wait, what?)\n(Wait, what? Wait, what?)\n[Verse 1]\nEarned my stripes, three hundred tracks in my Adidas track jacket\nBless your ear holes while you react, acting\nGobsmacked, \ndon't hesitate\nTo maybe overcompensate\nI feel like I was just here, same twitchin' in my eyes\nDon't sleep on a boy who can't fall asleep twice\nIn the same night,\n \nand won't hesitate\nTo maybe overcompensate", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3t0ic4mkhvhamrKDkulB8v", "title":"Overdrive", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.555, "valence":0.482, "speechiness":0.0443, "fres":96.3497483407, "vocabComplex":0.3785714286, "sentenceLength":140.0, "avgSyllable":2.6083333333, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nI spend my nights on overdrive\nI live my life so overtired\nAnd there's nowhere I can hide\nNow I live my life on overdrive\n[Verse 1]\nI could be more like him if that's cool to you\nI'd do anything to be cool to you\nCool to you\n[Chorus]\nI spend my nights on overdrive\nI live my life so uninspired\nThere ain't no angels in this world\nSo I live my life on overdrive\n[Verse 2]\nI'd remove my tattoos if that's cool to you\nI'd do anything to be cool to you\nCool to you, uh\n[Outro]\nI could end it with her if that's cool to you\nI'd do anything to be cool to you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5P1z8XwsCStb74emERTx9v", "title":"Letter To My Brudda", "artist":"21 Savage", "danceability":0.465, "valence":0.59, "speechiness":0.303, "fres":86.547109255, "vocabComplex":0.5245283019, "sentenceLength":88.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.6968325792, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nWoah, woah, woah\n[Verse 1]\nOnce you cross that line, it ain't no tryin' to fix it\nYou want me to forgive you, let's be realistic\nI can't kick it with your kind like I tore my meniscus\nHow you go from co-defendant to a fuckin' witness?\nThey'll stand on couches with you, but won't stand on business\nWoah\nI watched everybody turn on my brother like he ain't have 'em out here flyin' jets and fuckin' bitches\nThis shit ridiculous\nI feel your pain, my brother\nI know you from the struggle\nI know how hard you hustled just to take care of your mother\nI know you took clothes off your back for niggas you call brother\nI know how hard it get in this jungle, tryna prevail without bein' tried like you no sucker\nHuh, life's a motherfucker, yeah\nI know ain't nobody perfect\nBut what's the point in makin' it out if all they do is cuff ya?\n[Interlude]\nYou know, we be comin' from, like, the worst conditions, the worst circumstances\nThe trenches, the gutter\nAnd sometimes we be forced to make decisions that we don't even wanna make\nIt be about survival\nAt the end of the day, we be havin' good hearts\nThey just be in bad places\nI guess that's life, though", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"72qABvaqn3TP6drO2tByA6", "title":"Ain't No Love", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.754, "valence":0.112, "speechiness":0.131, "fres":89.7160436893, "vocabComplex":0.5307692308, "sentenceLength":260.0, "avgSyllable":2.4545454545, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nEleven carats, that's a Bugatti, I dropped a million in my ear\nMy bitch fuckin' on a boss, still made her pussy top tier\nNiggas'll put you in the cross, a thousand shots\u205fbe\u205fon\u205fthe Lear\nIn a\u205fFerrari pullin' off,\u205fa double R sitting in the rear\nSolitaire, bust it down, it got the watch crystal clear\nIt's a skeleton Audemars, but it still got emeralds in the face\nGotta go crazy with the cake\nCall the plug, I'm pushin' weight\nSippin' on mud just ease the pain\nThe coupe go Porsche, just blow the brain\nTrained to go, they ready to stain\nPlush the seats inside the plane\nCrank the charter, we goin' to Spain\nWe was starvin' before the fame\nTote a lil' carbon, don't explain\nExotic packs, we own the strain\nTransactions, foreign exchange\nKnowin' damn well they really don't bang\nPluto go crazy 'bout the gang\nUntil the opps done totin' they flame\nAin't gon' spare no nigga who play\nAin't no love when niggas fake\nAin't no love\n[Chorus]\nAin't no love, ain't no love\nCan't show love when niggas fake\nSellin' drugs, just tryna be great\nSellin' drugs, sellin' drugs, sellin' drugs\nIt ain't no love when niggas fake", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5Jh1i0no3vJ9u4deXkb4aV", "title":"So American", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.447, "valence":0.573, "speechiness":0.109, "fres":92.1724038462, "vocabComplex":0.3884297521, "sentenceLength":242.0, "avgSyllable":2.5621890547, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nDrivin' on the right-side road\nHe says I'm pretty wearin' his clothes\nAnd he's got hands that make hell seem cold\nFeet on the dashboard, he's like a poem I wish I wrote\nI wish I wrote\n[Chorus]\nWhen he laughs at all my jokes\nAnd he says I'm so American\nOh God, it's just not fair of him\nTo make me feel this much\nI'll go anywhere he goes\nAnd he says I'm so American\nOh God, I'm gonna marry him\nIf he keeps this shit up\nI might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love\n[Verse 2]\nGod, I'm so boring and I'm so rude\nCan't have a conversation if it's not all about you\nThe way you dress and the books you read\nI really love my bed, but, man, it's hard to sleep when he's with me\nWhen he's with me\n[Chorus]\nWhen he laughs at all my jokes\nAnd he says I'm so American\nOh God, it's just not fair of him\nTo make me feel this much\nI'll go anywhere he goes\nAnd he says I'm so American\nOh God, I'm gonna marry him\nIf he keeps this shit up\nI might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3CWq0pAKKTWb0K4yiglDc4", "title":"You're Losing Me (From The Vault)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.747, "valence":0.195, "speechiness":0.052, "fres":95.7101315789, "vocabComplex":0.5352112676, "sentenceLength":53.25, "avgSyllable":2.4698795181, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYou say, \"I don't understand,\" and I say, \"I know you don't\"\nWe thought a cure would come through in time, now, I fear it won't\nRemember lookin' at this room? We loved it 'cause of the light\nNow, I just sit in the dark and wonder if it's time\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDo I throw out everything we built or keep it?\nI'm getting tired even for a phoenix\nAlways risin' from the ashes\nMendin' all her gashes\nYou might just have dealt the final blow\n[Chorus]\nStop, you're losin' me\nStop, you're losin' me\nStop, you're losin' me\nI can't find a pulse\nMy heart won't start anymore for you\n'Cause you're losin' me\n[Verse 2]\nEvery mornin', I glared at you with storms in my eyes\nHow can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'?\nI sent you signals and bit my nails down to the quick\nMy face was gray, but you wouldn't admit that we were sick", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1HwDRgozGBMyfJTQUfz09A", "title":"Ticking", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.494, "valence":0.206, "speechiness":0.034, "fres":91.3545753612, "vocabComplex":0.5387755102, "sentenceLength":122.5, "avgSyllable":2.7205882353, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'm cuttin' ties with things that bind my heart to this world\nI love you and I'm willin' but I cannot keep you, girl\nPhilly by the morning and Ohio by the night\nThe thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight\n[Verse 2]\nWooden floors and coffee cups\nStepped on and all used up\nBut I reckon that's what mornings are for\nAnd everyone thinks they know me now\nIn these close-minded leave-me towns\nBut I'm too young to even know myself\n[Chorus]\nThere's wheels runnin' down the interstate\nLord, I'll wait another day, 'cause I ain't close to you\nThere's time tickin' on the interstate\nAnd Lord, I hate that I ain't close to you\n[Verse 2]\nAnd all my friends have moved away\nSome got jobs and some got saved\nThey talk to me like I'm still that kid\nThe fightin', fiendin', \nOkie son\nThe restless, reckless, hopeful one\nWho once was proud of everything he did\nDo you remember twenty-five\nLong legs and lovin' time?\nSeems like ten lifetimes ago\nI'm cuttin' ties with things that bind my heart to this world\nI love you and I'm willin', but I really have to go", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5ASM6Qjiav2xPe7gRkQMsQ", "title":"Sleigh Ride", "artist":"The Ronettes", "danceability":0.529, "valence":0.853, "speechiness":0.0287, "fres":46.7351446281, "vocabComplex":0.3901098901, "sentenceLength":12.1333333333, "avgSyllable":2.24, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nJust hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nCome on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nOutside the snow is falling and friends are calling \"Yoo hoo!\"\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nCome on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n[Verse 2]\nOur cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy and cozy are we\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nWere snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nLet's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\nCome on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)\n(Ring-a-ling-a ding-dong-ding!)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6c6WmIHcHlhccEwSFBhzNa", "title":"Put It On Da Floor Again", "artist":"Latto Featuring Cardi B", "danceability":0.849, "valence":0.472, "speechiness":0.317, "fres":101.1431474913, "vocabComplex":0.4493506494, "sentenceLength":192.5, "avgSyllable":2.1394557823, "lyrics":"[Intro: Latto, \nCardi B\n & \nBoth\n]\n(Go Grizz)\nAh\n (Squat made the beat)\nWhat's happenin'?\n (\nBardi\n)\nBig Latto (\nBop\n)\n[Verse 1: Latto]\nRip me out the plastic, I been actin' brand new\nBitches actin' like they runnin' shit, they really ran through\nI'll spend that five\u205fhundred\u205f'fore\u205fI ever trap\u205fyou\nThey thought I\u205fwas gon' fall off, I hate to bring you bad news\nThrew so many racks, a bitch can't even see the floor\nFrom Atlanta to L.A.\n, the only time I'm back and forth\nCheap niggas make you pick, rich niggas get you both\nGave the Bentley to valet and let that nigga drive the boat\nShh, be quiet (Be quiet), l\u0435t me pop off\nLeave th\u0435 club sloppy drunk, come home and get my rocks off\nHeard \"Bitch from Da Souf,\" he tryna see me knock his socks off\nTold them bitches, \"Meet me at the top,\" think they got lost\nTuh, I'm on go like Grizz\nShe thought I would kiss her ass, she must ain't took her meds, tuh\nShit around my neck, it cost a arm and leg\nSwear that nigga set for life, I let him get me preg'\n[Chorus: Latto]\nI done done it all (Tuh), feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh)\nLaughin' to the bank (Tuh), but shit is not a joke (Tuh)\nSay she got a problem (Tuh), imaginary smoke (Tuh)\nBitches said it's up (Tuh), then put it on the floor (Tuh)\nI done done it all (Tuh), feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh)\nLaughin' to the bank (Tuh), but shit is not a joke (Tuh)\nSay she got a problem (Tuh), imaginary smoke (Tuh)\nBitches said it's up (Tuh), then put it on the floor (Tuh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2EFZ9emtKWEglWUQGEQ3P9", "title":"Never Grow Up (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.685, "valence":0.569, "speechiness":0.0289, "fres":92.3652688172, "vocabComplex":0.4726368159, "sentenceLength":201.0, "avgSyllable":2.7407407407, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYour little hand's wrapped around my finger\nAnd it's so quiet in the world tonight\nYour little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming\nSo I tuck you in, turn on your favorite nightlight\n[Pre-Chorus]\nTo you, everything's funny\nYou got nothing to regret\nI'd give all I have, honey\nIf you could stay like that\n[Chorus]\nOh, darling, don't you ever grow up\nDon't you ever grow up, just stay this little\nOh, darling, don't you ever grow up\nDon't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple\nI won't let nobody hurt you\nWon't let no one break your heart\nAnd no one will desert you\nJust try to never grow up\n[Post-Chorus]\nAnd never grow up\n[Verse 2]\nYou're in the car, on the way to the movies\nAnd you're mortified your mom's droppin' you off\nAt fourteen, there's just so much you can't do\nAnd you can't wait to move out someday and call your own shots", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"78Du4CMFgnhdlG33gblkiP", "title":"Rich Men North Of Richmond", "artist":"Oliver Anthony Music", "danceability":0.678, "valence":0.528, "speechiness":0.0622, "fres":95.8198424797, "vocabComplex":0.5587044534, "sentenceLength":247.0, "avgSyllable":2.8246445498, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day\nOvertime hours for bullshit pay\nSo I can sit out here and waste my life away\nDrag back home and drown my troubles away\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIt's a damn shame what the world's gotten to\nFor people like me and people like you\nWish I could just wake up and it not be true\nBut it is, oh, it is\n[Chorus]\nLivin' in the new world\nWith an old soul\nThese rich men north of Richmond\nLord knows they all just wanna have total control\nWanna know what you think, wanna know what you do\nAnd they don't think you know, but I know that you do\n'Cause your dollar ain't shit and it's taxed to no end\n'Cause of rich men north of Richmond\n[Verse 2]\nI wish politicians would look out for miners\nAnd not just minors on an island somewhere\nLord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothin' to eat\nAnd the obese milkin' welfare\nWell, God, if you're five-foot-three and you're three-hundred pounds\nTaxes ought not to pay for your bags of Fudge Rounds\nYoung men are puttin' themselves six feet in the ground\n'Cause all this damn country does is keep on kickin' them down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3GXjlz7evuodm50dfiDDWo", "title":"Want Me Dead", "artist":"Young Thug Featuring 21 Savage", "danceability":0.84, "valence":0.556, "speechiness":0.366, "fres":90.8899738448, "vocabComplex":0.4664804469, "sentenceLength":358.0, "avgSyllable":2.3509433962, "lyrics":"[Intro: 2Pac]\nExpect me, nigga, like you expect Jesus to come back\nExpect me, nigga, I'm comin'\n[Verse 1: Young Thug]\nYour ex\u2005like\u2005Pocahontas (Woo)\nWhatever happen,\u2005I'ma get money (Woo)\nI'm a Thriller\u2005nigga, fuck my conscience (Woo)\nThese foreign shoes, fuck my bunions\n (Okay)\nWe done made a hundred bands on Sunday (Woo)\nAnd ain't goin' to Magic Monday (Woo)\nPut that dick in her abs like crunches (Woo)\nI came from shootin' Cee-lo in the dungeon (Okay, woo)\nYeah, I'm tired of makin' it rain\nI'd much rather go buy me a plane (Okay)\nI had to call 'em to stop up the sink (Okay)\nWhole lot of **** tried to go down the drain (Ha, okay)\nFirst hundred thousand, I went, made a strain\nI was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne\nThat was back in '09, just before the fame came (Okay)\nI had a check 'fore the rap check came (Okay)\nI put baguettes on this shit out in Spain\nI don't four-four, make the check Houdini (Woo)\nBitch, you cheated, don't speak when you see me\nI'm in the Turbo S, no GP (Skrrt)\nI'm gettin' head from Ch\u2014 I meant CC\nMy nigga ain't even tryna hit sweetie (Nah)\nThat bitch turn me off, no kizzy (No kizzy)\nI told my ex, \"Don't call, I'm busy\" (Oh)\nI just told my new one she gotta trust me (Gotta trust me)\nShe love all my friends 'cause they love me (Love)\nEverything you do and everything you say is stuck with me\nYou're lovin' me, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5sZSiLaxwbQZsQSDzhwgo4", "title":"Love Again", "artist":"The Kid LAROI", "danceability":0.584, "valence":0.367, "speechiness":0.0276, "fres":103.2074347826, "vocabComplex":0.5183246073, "sentenceLength":23.875, "avgSyllable":2.3717948718, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nCan we go back to how it was?\nBefore my pride got in between us\nGo ahead and hit me where it hurts\nBecause at least, then I'll feel something\n[Pre-Chorus]\nScreaming in my face\nKicked me out your place\nI got nowhere to go\n[Chorus]\nCan we find love again?\nIs this time the end?\nTell me, how many more tears will drop\nTill you hit me with \"Can we talk?\"\nAnd try love again\nCan we find love again?\nIs this time the end?\nTell me, how many more tears will drop\nTill you hit m\u0435 with \"Can we talk?\"\nAnd try love again\n[Verse 2]\nI crashed my car into a wall\nI tri\u0435d to text, I shoulda called\nSeen blue and red, it won\u2019t be long (Ooh, uh)\nWe went to war, it didn't end\nI bit my tongue, you hit my chin\nWorst enemy is my best friend (Ooh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5mjYQaktjmjcMKcUIcqz4s", "title":"Strangers", "artist":"Kenya Grace", "danceability":0.628, "valence":0.416, "speechiness":0.0946, "fres":91.6873333333, "vocabComplex":0.5106382979, "sentenceLength":141.0, "avgSyllable":2.4017857143, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n[Verse 1]\nIt always ends the same\nWhen it was me and you\nBut every time I meet somebody new\nIt's like d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu (D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu)\nI swear they sound the same\nIt's like they know my skin\nEvery word they say sounds just like him\nAnd it goes like this\n[Chorus]\nWe'll get in your car and you'll lean to kiss me\nWe'll talk for hours and lie on the backseat\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh\nUh-huh, uh-huh\nAnd then one random night when everything changes\nYou won't reply and we'll go back to strangers\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6YD8EpsddOfEwAhaymGu0Q", "title":"Go Crazy", "artist":"Gunna", "danceability":0.827, "valence":0.584, "speechiness":0.0539, "fres":88.5084343434, "vocabComplex":0.3452380952, "sentenceLength":420.0, "avgSyllable":2.3963414634, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nIt's deeper than rap and this life can get crazy\n[Verse 1]\nOff the porch and didn't know where to go (Where to go)\nCross the street with my dawg, yeah, the woe' (The woe')\nBeing me made it harder to grow\nStill went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor)\nGunna Wunna been wavy (Gunna Wunna been wavy)\nBut I always been playing it low (Playing it low)\nGettin' that work on the daily (Getting work on the daily)\nGot a M and went crazy (Got a M and went crazy)\nThen I went, moved my mom out the shady\nWent and bought a Mercedes (Mercedes)\nTook a L, niggas thinking it's gravy\nNiggas gotta be crazy (Gotta be crazy)\nPopping out, they gon' see me in HD\nGive a reason to hate me (Reason to hate me)\nMe, your bitch and her friend, that's a cool three\nI can give 'em three reasons to hate me\nI care less that they talking, fearless, I pull off in a yacht like it don't even phase me (Phase me)\nI been talking to my accountant a lot, tryna make what I got stack tall like KD\nNiggas talking 'bout who calling the shots, bitches calling my phone talking they want a baby\nShit get tragic, but we still make it happen, it's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy\n[Chorus]\nAll this money, I'm going crazy\nAll these bitches, I'm going crazy\nMissed some millions, I'm going crazy\nAll these killers, I'm going crazy (Crazy)\nIt's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)\nIt's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy\nSpending them racks, go crazy (Crazy)\nMake it right back, that's crazy (That's crazy)\nAll these Benjamins, I'ma go crazy (That's crazy)\nGetting it in, my numbers look crazy (Crazy)\nIt's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)\nIt's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2E0bqoMlIb2xmFyZHRjtzK", "title":"Outskirts", "artist":"Sam Hunt", "danceability":0.552, "valence":0.194, "speechiness":0.0401, "fres":90.7485541549, "vocabComplex":0.6195121951, "sentenceLength":205.0, "avgSyllable":2.8390804598, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThere's so much goin' on in this town\nTo keep me busy, I've been runnin' around\nUp and down all these avenues\nDoin' everything but thinkin' 'bout you\nAs long as I stay on 'em, I'm fine\nThe city side of those city limit signs\nYou don't really cross my mind\n[Chorus]\nBut soon as I get out here on the outskirts\nI wish I was runnin' by your house first\nSomethin' 'bout a summer in the south sure\nShines like gold down these old\nRound bale, river valley back roads\nWay back in the holler where the grass grows\nGod almighty, baby, we were that close\nTo ditchin' this town and settlin' down\nOut here on the outskirts\n[Verse 2]\nIf I'da had a lick of damn sense\nI'd be on the greener side of that fence\nLittle starter house we've finally outgrown\nTwelve-hundred feet we're 'bout to add on\nSmilin' out there watchin' them\nBig ol' yellow buckets 'bout to break ground\nWhile you're shootin' all my baby names down", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7sTyAjxDXq9afwfSQy6D0s", "title":"Bandit", "artist":"Don Toliver", "danceability":0.671, "valence":0.109, "speechiness":0.0955, "fres":98.7553396739, "vocabComplex":0.4336569579, "sentenceLength":103.0, "avgSyllable":2.1293103448, "lyrics":"[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver & \nTame Impala\n]\n(\nI did it for love\n)\nRide the highway, rock the bus (Rock it, rock it)\nWhy my house look like Army Plus? (Ready up, ready up)\nWalk in the strip, she gon' make it bust (Bust it, woo, bust it)\n[Chorus]\nI do damage (Bust it)\nYou niggas can't stand it (Bust it)\nPsycho bandit (Bust it)\nLike it's Marilyn Manson (Bust it)\nGot the cash, advance it (Bust it)\nGet the Sprite and enhance it (Bust it)\nPull the Wock' out the pantry (Bust it)\nTake a sip and I'm dancin' (Bust it)\nShe pop Perc' like a Plan B (Bust it)\nOh, she lit like a candle\nBoot it up in the car seat\nHold a nigga for ransom\nWant her back? Better call me (Bust it)\nIt's whatever, I'm geeked\n'Bout to punch at the party (Woo)\n[Post-Chorus]\nYou niggas ain't fly, this shit lookin' dummy (Yeah)\nI'm 'bout to get fried, I look lik\u0435 a mummy (Bust it)\nI'm gettin' this cash, it's Monday to Sunday\nI guess you won't talk if it ain't 'bout the mon\u0435y (Bust it)\nMy boys in the trap and it jump like a bunny\nGot pounds and pills, it ain't nothin' funny\nI fuck from the side and I keep that bitch cummin'\nIf I gotta reach up, I'ma keep that bitch dumpin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0T5iIrXA4p5GsubkhuBIKV", "title":"Until I Found You", "artist":"Stephen Sanchez", "danceability":0.539, "valence":0.227, "speechiness":0.0288, "fres":97.7705228758, "vocabComplex":0.3278688525, "sentenceLength":183.0, "avgSyllable":2.5220125786, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Stephen Sanchez]\nGeorgia, wrap me up in all your\nI want ya in my arms\nOh, let me hold ya\nI'll never let you go again like I did\nOh, I used to say\n[Chorus: Stephen Sanchez & Georgia Brown]\nI would never fall in love again until I found her\nI said I would never fall, unless it's you I fall into\nI was lost within the darkness, but then I found her\nI found you\n[Verse 2: Stephen Sanchez & Georgia Brown]\nGeorgia pulled me in\nI asked to love her once again\nYou fell, I caught ya\nI'll never let you go again like I did\nOh, I used to say\n[Chorus: Stephen Sanchez & Georgia Brown]\nI would never fall in love again until I found her\nI said I would never fall unless it's you I fall into\nI was lost within the darkness, but then I found her\nI found you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2FRnf9qhLbvw8fu4IBXx78", "title":"Last Christmas", "artist":"Wham!", "danceability":0.735, "valence":0.947, "speechiness":0.0293, "fres":98.1716857423, "vocabComplex":0.4395604396, "sentenceLength":91.0, "avgSyllable":2.1818181818, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(Happy Christmas)\nAh, ah-ah\nOoh-woah\nOh-oh\n[Chorus]\nLast Christmas, I gave you my heart\nBut the very next day, you gave it away\nThis year, to save me from tears\nI'll give it to someone special\nLast Christmas, I gave you my heart\nBut the very next day, you gave it away \n(You gave it away)\nThis year, to save me from tears\nI'll give it to someone special (Special)\n[Verse 1]\nOnce bitten and twice shy\nI keep my distance, but you still catch my eye\nTell me, baby, do you recognise me?\nWell, it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me\n\"Happy Christmas,\" I wrapped it up and sent it\nWith a note saying, \"I love you,\" \nI meant it\nNow I know what a fool I've been\nBut if you kissed me now, I know you'd fool me again", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7nGY6TG3NF8MNdUOT2wJA4", "title":"F*ck U Thought", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.638, "valence":0.102, "speechiness":0.126, "fres":90.5866576958, "vocabComplex":0.4253164557, "sentenceLength":197.5, "avgSyllable":2.0753424658, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nSmurkio, I'm on 2.0, I can't stop nothin'\n(\nThe Melody\n)\nSmurkio, I'm on 2.0, I can't stop\u2005nothin'\n(\nDJ\u2005on the beat\u2005so it's a banger\n)\nI'ma give it\u2005to 'em on another level\nWe on some other shit\nMan, what?\n[Verse 1]\nSwappin' murder weapons, this bitch too clean, must be the block gun (Go, go)\nI can count yo' shots with a clear clip, this a black drum (Brrah)\nKnew you niggas was different, your mans booked and he ain't got nothin' (He ain't got nothin')\nL'A killer asked can I pay for his lawyer, I should've stabbed him (Should've stabbed)\nThem my baby threats, but they lil' brothers, they some rascals (Go, they some rascals)\nI know you my brother, I ask for money, you mak\u0435 it a hassle (Yeah, yeah)\nI lik\u0435 Adderalls, them oval shapes, I don't like the capsules (Don't like the capsules)\nFuck her from the back, I grab her throat, she tryna wrestle (Go, go, come here)\nDied in front of yo' bitch, she could've saved you, she had a tampon (Go, mhm-mhm)\nI'm the only reason you still alive, you better believe it (Go, mhm-mhm)\nI be smokin' dope gas, bro roll up the Chevron (Go, dope)\nI done gave 'em money, they bought cars and weed and Hemron (Go, yeah)\nKeep it P, we ain't run our mouth to no block, this shit Lamron (This shit Lamron, nigga)\nSay you ain't the jakes, but talk to rats all on your platform (This shit Lamron, nigga)\nI go hit for hit with your biggest rapper, he only got one (Uh, yeah)\nI can go money for money with your biggest rapper, but he ain't got none (Go, go)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4ASBfwBwwo7DTT2zq9YSLP", "title":"Wick Man", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.476, "valence":0.52, "speechiness":0.48, "fres":82.4667977306, "vocabComplex":0.49609375, "sentenceLength":512.0, "avgSyllable":2.866359447, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah, grrat\nYeah, damn\nI feel like John Wick, empty clips\nYeah, empty clips\nYeah, empty clips\n[Verse 1]\nShell cases scatter the floor, bullets, they shatter the glass\nI could feel the tension in this room like a chatter in class\nEvery day breakin' records, shit is just happening fast\nThat shit was a quick switch, yeah\nI feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick bitch\nSo many shots fired, I need me a clip switch\nI'm in that fuckin' bag right now, I'm a lipstick\nSabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic\nMan, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick\nAnd now that rapper broke as fuck, the boy a statistic\nEmpty clips, yeah\nEmpty clips\n[Verse 2]\nI'm almost expressionless\nJohn Cena wouldn't know emotions I wr\u0435stle with\nPlagued by the fact I was born a p\u0435rfectionist\nStill can't even wrap my mind around the success of this\nPoint me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist\nI really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless\nI put so much thought into the messages\nIt's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with\nWhite America say I'm becoming a threat\nBlack America love to remind me what my mama look like\nAs if I'd ever fuckin' forget\nI'm never enough\nMuch to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah\nThere's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot\nThe ratio seven to one\nLivin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front\nNadia died in Dubai\nI waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen months\nThat shit didn't visit me once, damn\nShe wanted to better her life\nShe wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch\nHer ex would eat away at her soul, \nthat nigga a munch\nThe last message she sent to my phone's 'bout keeping in touch\nSo pardon me questioning God and not believing in much\nIt's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia\nCapo a wicked nigga, I pray it don't hit the media\nThey say, \"Drake, you gettin' harder,\" funny, it's getting easier\nRappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient\nAnd they don't stay in they lane, it's like niggas hit the median\nBoat say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient\nCapo might wick a man down with evil deviance\nThey gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like heebie jeebian\nLike the large was too big for you, you'll need a medium\nJust to send a message to somebody you loved previous\nEmpty clips, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"59uQI0PADDKeE6UZDTJEe8", "title":"Last Night", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.517, "valence":0.518, "speechiness":0.0357, "fres":96.8703260463, "vocabComplex":0.3936170213, "sentenceLength":141.0, "avgSyllable":2.5240174672, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nLast night, we let the liquor talk\nI can't remember everything we said, but we said it all\nYou told me that you wish I was somebody you never met\nBut, baby, baby, something's tellin' me this ain't over yet\n[Verse 1]\nNo way it was our last night I kissed your lips\nMake you grip the sheets with your fingertips\nLast bottle of Jack, we split a fifth\nJust talkin' 'bout life, goin' sip for sip\nYeah, you, you know you love to fight\nAnd I say shit I don't mean\nBut I'm still gon' wake up wantin' you and me\n[Chorus]\nI know that last night, we let the liquor talk\nI can't remember everything we said, but we said it all\nYou told me that you wish I was somebody you never met\nBut, baby, baby, something's tellin' me this ain't over yet\nNo way it was our last night (Last night)\nNo way it was our last night (Last night)\n[Verse 2]\nNo way it was the last night that we break up\nI see your tail lights in the dust\nYou call your mama, I call your bluff\nIn the middle of the night, pull it right back up\nYeah, my, my friends say, \"Let her go\"\nYour friends say, \"What the hell?\"\nI wouldn't trade your kind of love for nothin' else", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7FET9gtiECWn7llt0sfvtU", "title":"Careful", "artist":"NF & Cordae", "danceability":0.834, "valence":0.344, "speechiness":0.0591, "fres":92.5285714286, "vocabComplex":0.3608870968, "sentenceLength":165.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.1149425287, "lyrics":"[Chorus: NF & \nCordae\n]\nStuntin' on me, you get exposed (Woo)\nI don't wanna pick, then I buy both (Buy both)\nDoesn't go plat', it'll go gold (Go gold)\nKeep it upfront, I don't tiptoe\n (Ayy)\nI be at the house tryna lay low (Lay low)\nDuckin' and dodgin' the promo (Promo)\nSit on my roof like J. Cole (Ayy)\nYeah, sit on my roof like J. Cole (Ayy, J. Cole, ayy)\nThinkin' 'bout how I'm so thankful (Woo)\nSubpar songs, I don't make those, huh (I don't make those)\nLook at that car I paid for, huh (I paid for)\nLook at my life, I'm grateful, huh (I'm grateful)\nHatin' on me, that's hateful, huh (That's hateful)\nYou know I hit what I aim for, huh (Aim for)\nTalkin' 'bout risks, I take those, huh (I take 'em)\nDidn't get here bein' careful, oh (\nListen, uh\n)\n[Verse 1: Cordae]\nTalkin' 'bout risk, I take tho' (Woo)\nMillionaire, still ride with the Draco (Ah)\nCourtside at the game, jumbotron got my name on it\nThat's how a typical day goes (For real)\nI just left Nigeria, Lagos (Lagos)\nI just met Kanye, Yezos (Ye)\nI \nwas talkin' to God 'bout what's real or what's not\nAll He said was, \"Remain faithful\"\n (Ayy)\nOkay, I get it, I got it, I'm with it, I'm 'bout it\nMy crib is exotic, I'm blessed, hey (I'm blessed)\nWe livin' chaotic, was high off narcotics\nBut that's when my life was a mess, hey (A mess)\nWe come from the bottom, we still at the bottom\nI get high to relieve the stress, hey (The stress)\nI don't think y'all get the message\nThis world is built off misconceptions (Uh)\nTalkin' 'bout greed, talkin' 'bout envy\nTalkin' 'bout money, then we talkin' 'bout plenty ('Bout plenty)\nTalkin' 'bout dollars or we talkin' 'bout pennies?\nTalkin' 'bout drinkin', then we talkin' 'bout Henny\nWhat we talkin' 'bout?\nLost souls at a crossroads\nMoney comin' in in large loads\nI've been crossed, so my heart cold\nThat's all we know, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"741UUVE2kuITl0c6zuqqbO", "title":"Barbie World", "artist":"Nicki Minaj & Ice Spice With Aqua", "danceability":0.77, "valence":0.753, "speechiness":0.247, "fres":98.172748184, "vocabComplex":0.2676056338, "sentenceLength":319.5, "avgSyllable":2.158008658, "lyrics":"I'm always yours, ooh-oh (stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)\nAnd I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)\nI'm a doll but I still wanna party (party)\nPink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (bend)\nI'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken\nLike Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)\nAll of the Barbies is pretty (damn)\nAll of the Barbies is bad\nIt girls, and we ain't playin' tag (grrah)\nRad, but he spank me when I get bad\nI'm in LA, Rodeo Drive\nI'm in New York, Madison Ave\nI'm a Barbie girl (girl), pink Barbie Dreamhouse\nThe way Ken be killin' shit\nGot me yellin' out like the scream hous\u0435 (woo)\nYellin' out, we ain't sellin' out\nW\u0435 got money but we ain't lendin' out\nWe got bars but we ain't bailin' out\nIn that pink Ferrari, we peelin' out\nI told Tae bring the Bob Dylan out\nThat pussy so cold, we just chillin' out\nThey be yellin', yellin', ye-yellin' out\nIt's Barbie, bitch, if you still in doubt (oh)\nAnd I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)\nI'm a doll but I still wanna party (party)\nPink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (bend)\nI'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken\nLike Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)\nAll of the Barbies is pretty (damn)\nAll of the Barbies is bad\nIt girls, and we ain't playin' tag (grrah)\nBarbie ain't nothin' to play 'bout\nHe wanna play in the play house (play house)\nThe fuck they gon' say now? (Grrah)\nI'm washin' these bitches, I'm rubbin' the stain out\nLike, I'm ready to bend (grrah)\nAll these fake Barbies just wanna pretend (hey)\nLike, hold on, lemme go find me a pen (grrah)\nLook where it led, now I'ma put it to bed\nShe a Barbie bitch with her Barbie clique (grrah)\nI keep draggin' her, so she bald a bit (hey)\nAnd I see the bread, I want all of it (hey)\nAnd I want the green, so I olive it (grrah)\nAnd I throw it back, so he losin' it (yeah)\nAnd I give the box with no shoes in it (yeah)\nYeah, I know the trick (grrah), so I got him bricked (yeah)\nYeah, they know who lit, me and Barbie, bitch\nAnd I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)\nI'm a doll but I still wanna party (party)\nPink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (bend)\nI'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken\nLike Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)\nAll of the Barbies is pretty (damn)\nAll of the Barbies is bad\nIt girls, and we ain't playin' tag (grrah)\n(I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world)\n(Life in plastic, it's fantastic)\n(You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere)\n(Imagination, life is your creation)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4RMm3bonEDyYj5aJGkaJqX", "title":"Crazy", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.63, "valence":0.188, "speechiness":0.142, "fres":96.9848347107, "vocabComplex":0.4026845638, "sentenceLength":59.6, "avgSyllable":2.3918367347, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nAin't it fun? Ain't it fun?\nLivin' in the real world\nWhat work for you might not\u2005work\u2005for me\nI dropped\u2005everything, went and chased my dream\nThey\u2005thought I was crazy\nThey thought I was crazy\nThey thought I was crazy\nBut I'm not, but I'm not, oh, I'm not (Crazy)\n[Verse]\nWalk in inside the dealer, people look at me weird\nLike I ain't 'posed to be here, probably the richest one here\nI got too many cribs, I only stay for a year\nAnd then it's back on the road, 'cross the globe doing shows\n'Cross the globe doing shows, I live a rockstar life\nNever did coke in my lif\u0435, but I put dope in my Sprite\nYeah, I put dop\u0435 in my Sprite to ease my pain\nSo much came with this fame, but I just gain and maintain\nI just gain and maintain, won't catch Noonie complainin'\nI got this shit off the pavement, I walked to school while it's rainin'\nPunchin' the clock, feel like slavery\nCan't believe that I made it\nIf you got dreams, young nigga, you better chase it\n[Chorus]\nAin't it fun? Ain't it fun?\nLivin' in the real world\nWhat work for you might not work for me\nI dropped everything, went and chased my dream\nThey thought I was crazy\nThey thought I was crazy\nThey thought I was crazy\nBut I'm not, but I'm not, oh, I'm not (Crazy)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5CscrLqFBgPfZR8fGtikov", "title":"Making The Bed", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.537, "valence":0.226, "speechiness":0.0319, "fres":88.6537308737, "vocabComplex":0.473015873, "sentenceLength":315.0, "avgSyllable":2.7698113208, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWant it, so I got it, did it, so it's done\nAnother thing I ruined I used to do for fun\nAnother piece of plastic I could just throw away\nAnother conversation with nothing good to say\nI thought it, so I said it, took it 'cause I can\nAnother day pretendin' I'm older than I am\nAnother perfect moment that doesn't feel like mine\nAnother thing I forced to be a sign\n[Chorus]\nWell, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am\nGettin' drunk at a club with my fair-weather friends\nPush away all the people who know me the best\nBut it's me who's been makin' the bed\nI'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am\nEvery good thing has turned into somethin' I dread\nAnd I'm playin' the victim so well in my head\nBut it's me who's been makin' the bed\n[Post-Chorus]\nMe who's been makin' the bed\nPull the sheets over my head, yeah\nMakin' the bed\n[Verse 2]\nAnd every night, I wake up from this one recurrin' dream\nWhere I'm drivin' through the city and the brakes go out on me\nI can't stop at the red light, I can't swerve off the road\nI read somewhere it's 'cause my life feels so out of control\nAnd I tell someone I love them just as a distraction\nThey tell me that they love me like I'm some tourist attraction\nThey're changin' my machinery, and I just let it happen\nI got the things I wanted, it's just not what I imagined", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4ueTr01dkL360w1knfh21C", "title":"Oklahoman Son", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.635, "valence":0.0998, "speechiness":0.0522, "fres":99.5998387097, "vocabComplex":0.5483870968, "sentenceLength":54.25, "avgSyllable":2.7277486911, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen I get back to Oklahoma\nI'll be a little better off than I am right now\nAnd you talk so strong but you can't stand straight\nHow'd you fall for a man I've grown to hate?\nAnd I can drive you by where I learned to curse\nHe's got his creased dress whites in an all black hearse\nWhy's the green more green in the east of Eden?\nSwing on by 'cause I know you ain't eaten\nDid the city beat your ass like the trash you are?\nThere's still smoke smell in your old fast car\n[Chorus]\nYou can't hide where you're from\nWith nightcrawl\u0435r blood on your castin' thumb\nYou can fight and fiend and sell your guns\nBut you'll always be th\u0435 Oklahoman son\nYou'll always be the Oklahoman son\n[Verse 2]\nWhen I get back to Oklahoma\nI'll be a little better off than I am right now\nI can't buy her a house like I swore I would\nWhen I was a na\u00efve and eager child\nAnd money can't buy an old friend of mine\nAnd money can't buy me back no time", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5JYPXqMwYc0zTODQdjMEZN", "title":"Deli", "artist":"Ice Spice", "danceability":0.789, "valence":0.272, "speechiness":0.199, "fres":90.722162465, "vocabComplex":0.3609467456, "sentenceLength":338.0, "avgSyllable":1.9628099174, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nGrrah (Grrah, grrah, grrah)\nGrrah (Grrah), grrah (Grrah)\nShe a baddie, she showin' her panty \n(\nStop playin' with 'em, RIOT\n)\n[Chorus]\nShe a baddie, she showin' her panty (She showin' her panty)\nShe shake it like jelly (She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)\nHundred bands in Chanely (Hundred bands in Chanely)\nBut I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (But I'm still shakin' ass, grrah, grrah)\nWith my bitch gettin' deady (With my bitch gettin' deady)\nHe like him all wetty (He like him all wetty)\nHe want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah, grrah)\nAnd I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah, grrah)\n[Verse 1]\nCall me that bee while h\u0435 eatin' my honey (Eatin' my honey, damn)\nYou know niggas lov\u0435 bitches with money (Bitches with money)\nI get a lot (I get a lot)\nTakin' her spot (Grrah)\nIf you ain't cookin', then get off the pot\nMy name Ice, but I always stay hot\nPassenger princess, he pass me his knock (Grrah)\nBaddest lil' bitch from my block\nMe and baddies be gettin' along\nSo they always be singin' my song\nSteppin' outside, I'ma put that shit on (Like, like)\nThree hundred and then I perform (Damn)\nYou know I'ma get to the bag\nAll the hatin' bitches to the back (To the back)\nToo much to lose, so I cannot react (Damn)\nDamn, bitches be goin' out sad (Grrah, grrah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3a36nM6fPVA8K1vqq6d03o", "title":"X2", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.64, "valence":0.449, "speechiness":0.135, "fres":104.4517707985, "vocabComplex":0.3225806452, "sentenceLength":93.0, "avgSyllable":2.2624434389, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nThis shit, this shit cray (This shit cray)\nThis shit cray (It's really bray)\nThis shit cray\nThis shit\u2014\n[Chorus]\nThis shit is too cray\nPink Tape\n here to stay\nGot a Montana bae\nHer dad Billy Ray\nYou still waitin\u2019 on the \nPink Tape\n, huh\nAudemars, bust the face, huh (Face)\nThat's the reason I'm late (Yeah)\nTwo different names like Jace!\nThey try to say I\u2019m the\u2014 ah, \nbelieve in God to get out my deallike I'm Ma$e\nAll of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (Yeah)\nMan, this shit go bray (Bray)\nLil Uzi go bray\nI might matte the Wraith\nAll black like it's Kray\nThis shit is too cray\nPink Tape\n here to stay\nGot a Montana bae\nHer dad Billy Ray\nYou still waitin' on the \nPink Tape\n, huh\nAudemars, bust the face, huh (Face)\nThat's the reason I'm late (Yeah)\nTwo different names like Jace!\nThey try to say I'm the\u2014 ah, \nbelieve in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e\nAll of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (Woah)\nMan, this shit go bray\nLil Uzi go bray (Yeah)\nI might matte the Wraith\nAll black like it\u2019s Kray", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4UwqOWDpdeIDVQDuKT6iza", "title":"You Are In Love (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.537, "valence":0.492, "speechiness":0.0573, "fres":99.5633043478, "vocabComplex":0.4467213115, "sentenceLength":244.0, "avgSyllable":2.1746031746, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nOne look, dark room, meant just for you\nTime moved too fast, you play it back\nButtons on a coat, lighthearted joke\nNo proof, not much, but you saw enough\nSmall talk, he drives, coffee at midnight\nThe light reflects the chain on your neck\nHe says, \"Look up\" and your shoulders brush\nNo proof, one touch, but you felt enough\n[Chorus]\nYou can hear it in the silence (Silence), silence (Silence), you\nYou can feel it on the way home (Way home), way home (Way home), you\nYou can see it with the lights out (See it with the lights out), lights out (Lights out)\nYou are in love, true love, you are in lov\u0435\n[Verse 2]\nMorning, his place, burnt toast, Sunday\nYou keep his shirt, he keeps his word\nAnd for once, you l\u0435t go of your fears and your ghosts\nOne step, not much, but it said enough\nYou kiss on sidewalks, you fight, then you talk\nOne night, he wakes, strange look on his face\nPauses, then says, \"You're my best friend\"\nAnd you knew what it was, he is in love", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"03yFQxAIxAqv7dS3RfViux", "title":"Pelle Coat", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.747, "valence":0.395, "speechiness":0.096, "fres":93.6935483871, "vocabComplex":0.4839650146, "sentenceLength":343.0, "avgSyllable":2.332155477, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nBanger\n)\n(\nThe Melody\n)\n(\nDJ on the beat, so it's a \nbanger\n)\n[Refrain]\nThey scared to come outside\n[Verse 1]\nI know why, because they dyin' for sure\n2010, winter time, Pelle on, I gotta match the coat\nShared a room with my cousin, I snuck and told him I had a gun\nI do believe in my spirits, can't hop on a Spirit, that flight too long\nYouTube niggas tryna paint a picture of me, it never last too long\nNot too much on violence, but, nigga, I'm silent, but, nigga, I'm glad you gone\nIf you got a name and you stand on business, you can't be the first to fold\nBro got a body, but brodie got four bodies, he the first to told\nOn my back is a burden, bro in the car and I did it on purpos\u0435\nThey in Suburbans, bro in the Track' and he hopp\u0435d on the curb then\nBrodie moved back 'cause brodie started lackin' just off his girlfriend\nI was stackin', had to sleep on the mattress, nigga, I ain't perfect\nTake him out to slide, he can't even focus, thinkin' what his girl did\nI can't even lie and I love the guys and we make the world spin\nOn the jail call, but we still risk it 'cause it gotta merge in\nNever post the guns that's really involved, 'cause they lurkin'\nWhere I'm from, you don't get old, I know some killers that told\nI know secrets that nobody know, pray for me, I'm on the road\nGive it all up for my bros\nWhen you keepin' your mouth closed, ain't nobody gettin' exposed", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0ZB5pdrM1leH58IgokDPZM", "title":"Stories About My Brother", "artist":"Drake", "danceability":0.65, "valence":0.846, "speechiness":0.18, "fres":80.7773175542, "vocabComplex":0.5074257426, "sentenceLength":404.0, "avgSyllable":2.7038123167, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nConductor\n)\nYeah, right back\nI walked in the studio, Noel said, \"I thought you quit\"\nI said \"Nah, I'm quittin' again 'cause I started again\"\nGotta wait on that\nThis like the storm before the calm, we'll get to the vacation later\nFor real\nAyy\nLook\nLook\n[Verse 1]\nThis is the decompress before the intermission\nDone a lot of postgame talkin', but this one different\nI told Lee to put him in the car, but don't pistol whip him\nAnd definitely do not shoot his ass 'til you get permission\nPeople got a heavy misread on my disposition\nTalkin' loose, then hit me up after on some \"Please, Drake listen, listen\"\nEnergy they bringin' is inconsistent\nI got two Virgil Benzes, one that I'm whippin' right now\nAnd the other one, I'm keepin' in mint condition\nAnd niggas bound to slip eventually like they sent permission\nImagine us gettin' our validation from an ex-musician searchin' for recognition\nSame story every time, they heckle in repetition\nI'm top of the mountain, these niggas still down at base camp, they plannin' they expedition\nY'all the type to catch a charge, head to the deposition\nAnd act like the rapper named after the sex position\nBut let me tell you 'bout my brother, though\nLet me tell you 'bout my brother, though, for real\nLet me tell you 'bout my brother\nMan, let me tell you 'bout my brother, though\nMy brother a tool toter, my brother a tombstoner\nDiamonds and violence made us bond, we grew closer\nBrother a clip loader, my brother a sick soldier\nThat nigga stick'll it to you for real, he a lint roller\nMy brother a aim botter, I bought him a Range Rover\nMy brother a flame thrower\nIt's like he playin' EDM, that nigga a chain smoker\nNiggas want smoke with us, I promise, it's game over\nGet your ass twist right here, he a kane roller\nAnd then you niggas whine to J Prince, like some grape growers\nMan, what the\u2014?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7mXuWTczZNxG5EDcjFEuJR", "title":"Lady Gaga", "artist":"Peso Pluma, Gabito Ballesteros & Junior H", "danceability":0.646, "valence":0.873, "speechiness":0.0449, "fres":74.8401952515, "vocabComplex":0.5435684647, "sentenceLength":120.5, "avgSyllable":2.421319797, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Peso Pluma]\nDom P\u00e9rignon Lady Gaga, glasses on my face, 2C and washed\nTriple washed, and a bandit calling me, they want my money\nAnd it ain't bad, 'cause she seduces me like an animal\nNone of them post anything to Instagram, they just enjoy, they just enjoy\n[Verse 1: Gabito Ballesteros & \nJunior H\n]\nOnly beautiful influencers, the ones that we sail and fly them\nPrivate islands on a yacht, we popped the drugs without crying\nI'm going to party, pink dust, weed pen\nThat waist is worth 30K, you can't afford it, you won't be able to afford it\nLiving in the San Andr\u00e9s, for real, cars and fairs\nThree stars caught me, they're out of tune\n2C and cocaine\nI like the Lambo, but I use the Merced\nShe's very beautiful and lets them love her\nShe likes a hundred, she wants my Cartier\n[Refrain: Gabito Ballesteros & \nPeso Pluma\n]\nOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ah\nAh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah\n[Interlude: Gabito Ballesteros, \nJunior H\n & \nPeso Pluma\n]\nAnd just like that, compa Peso, compa Junior\nCompa Gabito, Double P, uh\nCha-chau!\nAnd all Double P, old man\nLet's keep on giving, compa Junior\nCompa Gabito", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5owS9iWWGd6mDlFjUFzBsw", "title":"Creek Will Rise", "artist":"Conner Smith", "danceability":0.423, "valence":0.892, "speechiness":0.0537, "fres":99.7250410116, "vocabComplex":0.6231155779, "sentenceLength":199.0, "avgSyllable":2.39375, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWell, we were sittin' on the truck bed\nWhen it started rainin', she said, \"I don't mind\"\nGot her dancin' in a white sundress\nCouldn't even find one dry thread, my oh my\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI, I didn't know what I was getting into\nI, I wish the four-wheel drive was just two\n[Chorus]\n'Cause a girl like her on a night like this\nMake a man wanna stay right where he is\nThere's trouble in the way her green eyes are glowin'\nI'm holdin' on tight, prayin' and hopin'\nThis truck battery dies\nOr the road's too muddy to drive\nWanna stay right here all night\nIf the good Lord's willin', that creek will ris\u0435\n[Verse 2]\nNext thing I know\nI had my blue jeans hangin' on a tree limb\nSh\u0435 was smilin' at me, pullin' me in\nOut where the creek bend bends in the yellow moon light\nMakin' fishin' in the dark come to life", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4P9Q0GojKVXpRTJCaL3kyy", "title":"All Of The Girls You Loved Before", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.718, "valence":0.396, "speechiness":0.0398, "fres":93.0215227273, "vocabComplex":0.6666666667, "sentenceLength":147.0, "avgSyllable":2.6666666667, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nWhen you think of all the late nights\nLame fights over the phone\nWake up in the\u2005mornin'\u2005with someone\nBut feelin'\u2005alone\n[Refrain]\nA heart is drawn around your\u2005name\nIn someone's handwriting, not mine\nSneakin' out into town\nHoldin' hands, just\u205fkillin'\u205ftime\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYour\u205fpast and mine\u205fare parallel lines\nStars\u205fall aligned and they intertwined\nAnd taught you\nThe way you call me \"baby\"\nTreat me like a lady\nAll that I can say is\n[Chorus]\nAll of the girls you loved before (Ooh)\nMade you the one I've fallen for\nEvery dead-end street led you straight to me\nNow you're all I need, I'm so thankful for\nAll of the girls you loved before\nBut I love you more", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3Vg7nPYlOrCkcV1abKbRQ1", "title":"Everyday Hustle", "artist":"Future, Metro Boomin & Rick Ross", "danceability":0.557, "valence":0.378, "speechiness":0.39, "fres":94.6306007752, "vocabComplex":0.4207317073, "sentenceLength":164.0, "avgSyllable":2.1482889734, "lyrics":"[Intro: Future]\nEveryday hustle like William\nYeah\n[Verse 1: Future]\nEveryday hustle like William, I'm chargin' a chicken just for the verse, yeah\nI get in that kitchen, I cook, go to work, \nI go berserk, yeah\nGo out and get it, secure the city, \ncan't sink like the Titanic\nBitch know I'm a Freeband bandit\nThis paper comin' to me twenty-four hours, I can't go to sleep\nI know the power of a dollar, tote fifty rounds at least\nUh, she know I get money, she know (Know that shit)\nSoon as I up the score\nJust like double O\nStay down with me or let me go\nStart the whip, I just lay clos\u0435\nAnd start me to whip up the floor\nShe with m\u0435, she down like the bros\nHoldin' me down like the chosen one\nEarly in the morning (Go)\nLate up at night (Go)\nJust be precise (Just be precise)\nGot a pack for the flight (Got a pack)\nAll I took was a nina (All I took)\nI show up in a beamer (I showed up)\nSmackin' cougars like Trina (Smackin', smackin')\nWater flow, Aquafina (Water)\nSing to me like Tina (Sing to me)\nSippin' dope out the liter\nMeditation off the kush (Kush)\nDrinkin' Hi-Tech and Trish\nNew baguette, yo, check the 'fits out\nSoon as the bitch check the Ritz out\nYou down or you scared? (Scared)\nI knew she was just 'bout to say it (Just 'bout to say it)\nI break her a lil' bread\nDon't let that shit go to your head", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1T4k0sw0HldDg004Kw4Oct", "title":"Forever", "artist":"Lil Baby Featuring Fridayy", "danceability":0.462, "valence":0.137, "speechiness":0.159, "fres":96.3123875433, "vocabComplex":0.4643874644, "sentenceLength":58.5, "avgSyllable":2.3762711864, "lyrics":"[Chorus: Fridayy]\nI know you miss me\nWho it's gon' be if it ain't me, lil' baby?\nI'm in\u2005your\u2005city\n'Cause I need\u2005it one more time\nMight lose it\u2005all, I swear\nI need it tonight, ooh, ah\n[Verse 1: Lil Baby]\nHow we get so deep so fast?\nBae, stop playin', I'll beat your ass\nYou be on some toxic shit but I cannot get off this bitch, I\nHaven't seen you in three months, I miss you, can I see you, bae?\nEvery time I see one of your pictures, that shit drives me crazy\nGirl, I know you miss a nigga\nEspecially how I kiss it\nMessage say delivered\nWhy the fuck you keep goin' missing on me?\nEvery time he get back in the picture, you act different on me\nAyy, tell that nigga we gon' have to share you, I ain't trippin' on it\nOne more time might be the best for both of us\nMaybe we should talk about it later when we sober up\nMaybe we should keep it goin', maybe we should let it go\nFeel like if it's meant it's what it is so just let it flow\nGot somethin' to handle so I'ma be here for a couple hours\nFigured out you like them, my assistant keep on sendin' flowers\nThey got they own business, tell me why the fuck they all in ours?\nMama raised a lot of things but she ain't raised no fuckin' coward\nWe went to the moon last time, I'm tryna go back\nWe been doin' our thing for a while but they don't know that\nI be buyin' you all type of bags but you can't show that\nI be playin' the cut until you come back", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4vziJcnB2Qyi9o4nIRUeN7", "title":"Now And Then", "artist":"The Beatles", "danceability":0.442, "valence":0.358, "speechiness":0.0284, "fres":106.2519636364, "vocabComplex":0.4275362319, "sentenceLength":138.0, "avgSyllable":2.2857142857, "lyrics":"[Intro: Paul McCartney]\n(One, two, three)\n[Refrain: \nJohn Lennon\n]\nI know it's true\nIt's all because of you\nAnd if I make it through\nIt's all because of you\n[Verse 1: John Lennon, \nJohn Lennon & Paul McCartney\n]\nAnd now and then\nIf we must start again\nWell, we will know for sure\nThat I will \nlove you\n[Chorus: John Lennon & Paul McCartney]\nNow and then\nI miss you\nOh, now and then\nI want you to be there for me\nAlways to return to me\n[Verse 2: John Lennon]\nI know it's true\nIt's all because of you\nAnd if you go away\nI know you'll never stay", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7fveJ3pk1eSfxBdVkzdXZ0", "title":"Cowgirls", "artist":"Morgan Wallen Featuring ERNEST", "danceability":0.624, "valence":0.37, "speechiness":0.0359, "fres":80.379891534, "vocabComplex":0.7468879668, "sentenceLength":8.7419354839, "avgSyllable":2.4978165939, "lyrics":"30. Kenny Chesney - Take Her Home\n29. Cody Johnson - Dirt Cheap\n28. Lainey Wilson - Wildflowers And Wild Horses\n27. Hailey Whitters - I'm In Love\n26. Jason Aldean - Let Your Boys Be Country\n25. Austin Snell - Muddy Water Rockstar\n24. Tyler Braden - Friends\n23. Redferrin - Jack And Diet Coke\n22. Lauren Alaina\/Lainey Wilson - Thicc As Thieves\n21. Dylan Marlowe\/Dylan Scott - Boys Back Home\n20. Restless Road - Last Rodeo\n19. Maddie & Tae - Heart They Didn't Break\n18. Chase Matthew - Where There's Smoke\n17. Dylan Scott - This Town\u2019s Been Too Good To Us\n16. Tyler Hubbard - Back Then Right Now\n15. Kane Brown - I Can Feel It\n14. Morgan Wallen\/ERNEST - Cowgirls\n13. Riley Green - Mississippi Or Me\n12. Bailey Zimmerman - Where It Ends\n11. Luke Combs - Where The Wild Things Are\n10. Dustin Lynch\/Jelly Roll - Chevrolet\n9. Dan + Shay - Bigger Houses\n8. Scotty McCreery - Cab In A Solo\n7. Thomas Rhett\/Morgan Wallen - Mamaw's House\n6. Morgan Wallen - Thinkin' Bout Me\n5. Mitchell Tenpenny - Bigger Mistakes\n4. Ashley Cooke - your place\n3. Old Dominion\/Megan Moroney - Can't Break Up Now\n2. Jelly Roll - Halfway To Hell\n(#1 Last Year: Lainey Wilson - Heart Like A Truck)\n1. Lauren Watkins - Anybody But You", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"49GYvCcvMQq1SY3f7Y347h", "title":"Wait In The Truck", "artist":"HARDY Featuring Lainey Wilson", "danceability":0.534, "valence":0.23, "speechiness":0.0272, "fres":97.3897905759, "vocabComplex":0.563876652, "sentenceLength":227.0, "avgSyllable":2.614213198, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: HARDY]\nI got turned around in some little town\nI'd never been to before\nWorkin' my way through a middle of June\nMidnight thunderstorm\nThere was somethin' in the headlights\nThat stopped me on a dime\nWell, she was scared to death\nSo I said, \"Climb in,\" and in she climbed\nOh, yeah\n[Verse 2: HARDY]\nWell, she was bruised and broke from head to toe\nWith a tear in her blood-stained shirt\nShe didn't tell the whole truth, but she didn't have to\nI knew what had happen\u0435d to her\nI didn't load her down with questions\nThat girl had been through \u0435nough\nI just threw it in drive, looked in those eyes\nAnd asked her where he was\n[Chorus: Lainey Wilson, \nHARDY & Lainey Wilson\n]\nI don't know if he's an angel\n'Cause angels don't do what he did\nHe was hellbent to find the man behind\nAll the whiskey scars I hid\nI never thought my day of justice\nWould come from a judge under his seat\nBut I knew right then I'd never get hit again when he said to me\n\"Wait in the truck\nJust wait in the truck\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2U3jOPfO4wZZFaaWS4Dcj6", "title":"Stranger", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.448, "valence":0.595, "speechiness":0.118, "fres":93.1819170243, "vocabComplex":0.4888059701, "sentenceLength":134.0, "avgSyllable":2.6974789916, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI woke up this mornin' and I sat up straight in bed\nI had the strangest feeling of this weight off of my chest\nI hadn't felt that hopeful since the day that you left\nAnd it felt nice, so nice\nAnd everybody told me it would happen in time\nThe fire would burn out and all the storm clouds'd subside\nAnd I always believed that it was some comforting lie\nBut it feels nice, so nice\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I was half myself without you and now I feel so complete\nAnd I can't even remember what made me lose all that sleep\nI cri\u0435d a million rivers for you, but that's over now\nYou're just a strang\u0435r I know everything about, ooh, ooh\nYou're just a stranger I know everything about\n[Verse 2]\nMade a pot of coffee and I poured myself a cup\nI thought of all the things I did to try and win your love\nHow did that happen? I can't imagine ever doing all that stuff for just some guy\nLike, you're just some guy\nOh, but I hope that you're happy, babe, you know I really do\nAnd God knows that I am the girl I am because of you\nYou know I'll always think of you, I'll love ya 'til the end of time\nYou are the best thing that I'll ever keep so far out of my life", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4PRdeh2zIyM1pvY4x5luLe", "title":"Everywhere, Everything", "artist":"Noah Kahan With Gracie Abrams", "danceability":0.407, "valence":0.307, "speechiness":0.0337, "fres":89.3428307692, "vocabComplex":0.5321888412, "sentenceLength":116.5, "avgSyllable":2.4838709677, "lyrics":"[Intro: Noah Kahan]\nOoh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nIt's been a long year\n[Verse 1: Noah Kahan]\nWould we survive in a horror movie?\nI doubt it, we're too slow moving\nWe trust everyone we meet\nTwo bodies riddled with scars from our pre-teens\nIntertwine in a car's dirty backseat\nAnd stare at a drive-in screen\n[Pre-Chorus: Noah Kahan]\nWe didn't know that the sun was collapsing\n'Til the seas rose and the buildings came crashing\nWe cried, \"Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh\"\n[Chorus: Noah Kahan]\nEverywhere, everything, I wanna love you\n'Til we're food for the worms to eat\n'Til our fingers decompose, keep my hands in yours\nEverywh\u0435re, everything, I wanna lov\u0435 you\n'Til we're food for the worms to eat\n'Til our fingers decompose, keep my hands in yours\n[Verse 2: Gracie Abrams]\nMm-hm-mm\nDrive slowly, I know every route in this county\nAnd maybe that ain't such a bad thing\nI'll tell you where not to speed\nAnd it's been a long year\nAnd all of our book's pages dog-eared\nWe write out the ends on our palms, dear\nThen forget to read", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2ydwqnjPOcM24MV0kLThwi", "title":"Amped", "artist":"Lil Uzi Vert", "danceability":0.534, "valence":0.0555, "speechiness":0.0326, "fres":110.1694698545, "vocabComplex":0.1938325991, "sentenceLength":75.6666666667, "avgSyllable":1.8, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBitch, I'm amped up\nBitch, I'm amped up\nBitch, I'm\u2014 Woah (Ooh, witness me)\nAh (Witness me)\nWi\u2014 Witness me\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you (\nBugz on the beat\n)\nLove me for me, I'll love you for you\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nI'm goin' up (Yeah)\nI'm goin' up (What's up?)\nI'm goin' up (Yeah)\nI'm goin' up (Uh-huh)\nCrop top, uh, on a thot bitch (Uh)\nBlowin' which ones with a rock bitch (Woah)\nI'm goin' up (Yeah)\nI'm goin' up (What's up?)\nI'm goin' up (Yeah)\nI'm goin' up (Uh-huh)\nCrop top, uh, on a thot bitch (Uh)\nBlowin' which ones with a rock bitch (Woah, uh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5W4kiM2cUYBJXKRudNyxjW", "title":"You Proof", "artist":"Morgan Wallen", "danceability":0.732, "valence":0.629, "speechiness":0.0345, "fres":88.6193589744, "vocabComplex":0.5141242938, "sentenceLength":177.0, "avgSyllable":2.6740740741, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nYeah, I've been throwin' down the whiskey\nI oughta get my money back\nSomeone said it drowns the memory\nAw, but it ain't doin' jack\nYeah, I been sippin', I been buzzin'\nShootin' doubles like it's nothin'\nAw, but nothin' makes you go away\n[Chorus]\nI need somethin' you proof\nSomethin' stronger than I'm used to\nYeah, I been pullin' ninety to a hundred\nFeel like nothing's gonna cut it\nThat's the hard truth\nYeah, I need somethin' you proof\nAw, I need somethin' you proof\n[Verse 2]\nPoured 'em up 'til they shuttin' 'em down, yeah\nYou never ain't not around, yeah\nDon't matter what time or town\nI can't get you gone\nTurned the bar, yeah, upside down\nJust lookin' for somethin' that does it\nI'd give 'em all my money", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"66YXYnPW4tRQQGmUl5STFu", "title":"Cupid", "artist":"Fifty Fifty", "danceability":0.783, "valence":0.726, "speechiness":0.0331, "fres":96.9625192086, "vocabComplex":0.5384615385, "sentenceLength":60.6666666667, "avgSyllable":1.3611111111, "lyrics":"[\ud53c\ud504\ud2f0\ud53c\ud504\ud2f0 \"Cupid\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Intro: Aran]\nLa, la, la, la-la-la\nLa, la-la-la, la, la-la-la\n[Verse 1: Aran, \nAll\n]\n\ubd88\uaebc\uc9c4 romantic all my life\n\ub0b4 \uc8fc\uc704\ub294 \uc628\ud1b5 lovely day\n\ub0b4 \ub208 \uc18d\uc5d0 \ube44\uce5c arrow sign\n(\nOh why, oh why, oh why, oh \nwhy?\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Sio, \nAll\n]\nI'm feeling lonely (\nLonely\n)\n\uadf8\ub9cc \ud790\ub057\ub300\uace0 \ub9d0\ud574\uc918\uc694 hold me (\nHold me\n)\n\ub2e4\uc2dc crying in my room\n\uc228\uae30\uace0 \uc2f6\uc5b4 (\nSay what you say, but I want it more\n)\nBut still I want it more, more, more\n[Chorus: All]\nI gave a second chance to Cupid\n\ub110 \ubbff\uc740 \ub0b4\uac00 \uc815\ub9d0 stupid\n\ubcf4\uc5ec\uc904\uac8c \uc228\uaca8\uc654\ub358 love, is it real?\nCupid is so dumb\n[Verse 2: Aran, \nAran & Keena\n]\n\ub610 \uafc8\uae38\uc744 \uac77\ub294 every day\n\ub208 \ub728\uba74 \ub2e4\uc2dc \ub610 flew away\nWaiting around is a waste (Waste)\n\ub098 \uc194\uc9c1\ud788 \uc9c0\uae08\uc774 \ud3b8\ud574\n\uc0c1\uc0c1\ub9cc\ud07c \uc9dc\ub9bf\ud55c \uac78\uae4c?", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3EvZ03hGAFwGZ2Ebcu86YH", "title":"Tourniquet", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.593, "valence":0.32, "speechiness":0.0329, "fres":93.5763713493, "vocabComplex":0.5608856089, "sentenceLength":67.75, "avgSyllable":2.7284482759, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nThere's delays on the planes out of Eastern Montana\nWhere you told me you were leavin\u2019 from\nYou've been stabbed in the back and the rest of your body\nWon't you tell me where you\u2019re bleedin' from?\nIf you need a tourniquet or if you wanna turn and quit\nKnow that I'll be by your side\nYou bled your whole soul into things you can't control\nIn a world you'll never satisfy\n[Chorus]\nI bandage up your body and your bones and your bad days too\nTake care of the blood that your love runs through\nI know all the damage that some days in this dark world does\nYou were laughin' last week at somethin' I dreamed of\n[Interlude: Stella & \nBlanche\n]\nCome say hello to Stanley first\nOh, no, not now, not now\nWell, just say hello\nOh, which-which is he? Which-which one, which one is he?\n[Verse 2]\nWhen you finally feel the blood you spill into everybody else\nI'll tourniquet your toes to the ground\nPull you in and hold you tight, love you through the heart of night\nSpring your kind ass into town\nYou\u2019ve been playin\u2019 your guitar from arenas to the bars\nSince you were old enough to rhyme a word\nBut your face is gettin' thinner and you\u2019re prayin' for the winter\nAnd I heard you fucked it up with her", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2R30S0W4JCM9JaQWlpmeWn", "title":"Calling For You", "artist":"Drake Featuring 21 Savage", "danceability":0.571, "valence":0.104, "speechiness":0.106, "fres":91.7650696624, "vocabComplex":0.4148606811, "sentenceLength":80.75, "avgSyllable":2.0610687023, "lyrics":"[Intro: Drake]\nGrr\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nI was in the club 'fore she even had it\nShe was twenty-one, I don't see a savage\nShe wanna be the one, she know I'm comin' static\nShe wanna hold the gun, if you want it, you can have it\nShawty still young, so she don't know the classics\nI see her body, one-of-one, yeah\nI see her body, one-of-one\nGet to the crib, make you cum\nPussy sweet, call you my honeybun (Tss)\nI know your nigga was a bum\nFuck on the crodie, have some fun\nGirl, I'm the king of my city, I'm the one (Tss)\nSwear you can have me, you really one-of-one (Tss)\nHow you so nasty? You really one-of-one (Tss)\nHow you so flashy? You really one-of-one (Tss)\nOut in Miami, you still a one-of-one (Tss)\nI wanna beat on the pussy 'til the sun come up\nYou fucked on a nigga I see as my son, so what?\nYeah, I was in the club, but I was in the cut\nHad liquor in my cup, had passion in my cup\nAnd Addy in my system, see a opp, I'ma hit 'em up\nYeah, he gon' be a victim, I was tryna dance with the bitch\nCouldn't keep my hands off her hips\nKnow she spent some bands on her fit\nKnow I told you that she really one-on-one\nChro', yeah, she advanced with the shit\nAnd I got a chance with the bitch\nLoverboy, romance with the bitch\nCouldn't even put my mans on a bitch\nLike, damn", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0ENB9P6WtUEKYjQ3dKnK23", "title":"Everything She Ain't", "artist":"Hailey Whitters", "danceability":0.796, "valence":0.808, "speechiness":0.0346, "fres":85.4776923077, "vocabComplex":0.4170040486, "sentenceLength":247.0, "avgSyllable":2.5820895522, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nShe ain't a peach you oughta be pickin'\nShe ain't the cup of tea you oughta be sippin'\nShe treats you like you're broke, like you need fixin'\nYou ain't gettin' nothing back for all that you're givin'\nIf you're good with who you're kissin', c'est la vie\nBut I can show you what you're missin', yeah, boy, I can be\n[Chorus]\nThe whiskey in your soda, the lime to your Corona\nShotgun in your Tacoma, the \nAudrey to your Hank\nShe's got a little style and a Hollywood smile\nBut believe me, honey, good as money in the bank\nI'm everything she is and everything she ain't\n[Verse 2]\nShe sees diamonds, but I'm seein' stars\nYou should leave her on an island, dance with me in this bar\nHoney, there's plenty of fish in the sea\nBut if you take a second look, you'll see there's only one of me\n[Chorus]\nThe whiskey in your soda, the lime to your Corona\nShotgun in your Tacoma, the Audrey to your Hank\nShe's got a little style and a Hollywood smile\nBut believe me, honey, good as money in the bank\nI'm everything she is and everything she ain't", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1kXlRnMZ8nvUuCYkfxn7iw", "title":"You Got Em", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.718, "valence":0.154, "speechiness":0.127, "fres":93.8420833333, "vocabComplex":0.520295203, "sentenceLength":67.75, "avgSyllable":2.3105022831, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nT99, \u5c11\u3057\u5f37\u3055\u3092\u9001\u3063\u3066\u304f\u308c\n)\nHol' up, hol' up\n[Verse 1]\nMarni bucket with the jacket to match\nAskin' bitches \"Where the chemistry at?\"\nC.O. trippin' when they visitin' max\nTakin' guns, we ain't givin' it back\nYou ain't fuckin', no, return the gift back\nI done told bitches, this ain't a finesse\nBro, you a killer, then say it with your chest\nBro get to clutchin', he trippin' off X\nBitch, you ain't nothin', ain't trippin' for sex\nI was so deep and I came on her chest\nBack-to-back sex, you know honey the best\nI can not ever wear Carti's again\nCount up a million, my hands was swole\nWhy you so cocky? Your friends is hoes\nYou got a Porsche, we ain't playin' with those\nBitch, I'm the reason the tr\u0435nches home\nShoot me a t\u0435xt, ain't answer the phone\nThe two-hundred minutes ain't lastin' long\nHop in a group with the trenches phone\nI'm tryna see what the trenches on\nGot him a car again\nI told him to spin and spin and spin again\nThat was an accident\nYou need your lash esthetician bitch to get in\nI done move fast again\nI done brought the car all cash, I need tints\nHe hit the perculator for the Percocets\nThese niggas ain't my friends", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2XMAWynSTIst5KmLSv0Npf", "title":"America Has A Problem", "artist":"Beyonce Featuring Kendrick Lamar", "danceability":0.789, "valence":0.108, "speechiness":0.0579, "fres":74.99375, "vocabComplex":0.520754717, "sentenceLength":33.125, "avgSyllable":1.71875, "lyrics":"January:\nSZA - \nSOS (Website Exclusive Edition)\nIndy - \"Hometown\"\nParamore - \"C'est Comme \u00c7a\"\nMiley Cyrus - \"Flowers\"\nboygenius - \"$20\"\nboygenius - \"Emily I'm Sorry\"\nboygenius - \"True Blue\"\nCaroline Polachek - \"Welcome To My Island (George Daniel & Charli XCX Remix)\"\nIce Spice - \nLike..?\nGracie Abrams - \"Where do we go now?\"\nM\u00e5neskin - \nRUSH!\nLil Yachty - \nLet's Start Here.\nAva Max - \nDiamonds & Dancefloors\nROSAL\u00cdA - \"LLYLM\"\nCaroline Polachek - \"Blood And Butter\"\nFebruary:\nRAYE - \"Ice Cream Man.\"\nRAYE - \nMy 21st Century Blues\nRAYE - \"Flip A Switch.\"\nPinkPantheress & Ice Spice - \"Boy's a liar Pt. 2\"\nBeyonc\u00e9 - \"CUFF IT (WETTER REMIX)\"\nLizzo - \"Special (Remix)\"\nParamore - \nThis Is Why\nParamore - \"Big Man, Little Dignity\"\nGracie Abrams - \"Amelie\"\nCaroline Polachek - \nDesire, I Want To Turn Into You\nCaroline Polachek - \"Pretty in Possible\"\nLana Del Rey - \"A&W\"\n100 gecs - \"Hollywood Baby\"\nIndy - \nThreads\nOmar Apollo - \"3 Boys\"\nSkrillex - \nQuest For Fire\nSkrillex - \nDon't Get Too Close\nThe Weeknd & Ariana Grande - \"Die For You (Remix)\"\nGracie Abrams - \nGood Riddance", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"44IXD2J5yyr7PpOZzz2cmQ", "title":"Fear And Friday's (Poem)", "artist":"Zach Bryan", "danceability":0.6, "valence":0.312, "speechiness":0.395, "fres":63.0959090909, "vocabComplex":0.568, "sentenceLength":250.0, "avgSyllable":3.1040723982, "lyrics":"[Spoken]\nI'd say I've seen some beautiful days, I've walked countless coastlines, awoken on mountain tops, I have seen death and birth and kissed good lips\nI don't need a music machine telling me what a good story is, and matter of fact I've never asked nothing from nobody\nI've taken my motorbike down the Pacific 101\n \nand I have stood atop the Empire State Building with my father\nI've ridden in fear, although, I was afraid every single time\nI've learned that every waking moment is enough and \u0435xcess never l\u0435ads to better things, it only piles and piles atop the things that are already abundantly in front of you like breathing and chasing and slow dancing and love making, fighting and laughing\nI am unhinged, unworthy, and distasteful to mostly everyone I meet, however I am loyal to a fault to anyone I find kindness in I do not and will not fear tomorrow because I feel as though today has been enough\nAnd I got no hate in my heart for anything, anywhere, or anyone\nAnd I think fear and Fridays got an awful lot in common, they're overdone and glorified and always leave you wantin'\nYeah, I think fear and Fridays got an awful lot in common, they're overdone and glorified and they always leave you wantin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4ZnkygoWLzcGbQYCm3lkae", "title":"Rush", "artist":"Troye Sivan", "danceability":0.743, "valence":0.378, "speechiness":0.0633, "fres":90.650923913, "vocabComplex":0.4285714286, "sentenceLength":77.0, "avgSyllable":2.3583333333, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI feel the rush\nAddicted to your touch\n[Verse 1]\nBig communication, tell me what you want\nTranslate your vibration, let your body talk to me\nBaby love, if you wanna show me what\nYou've been schemin' up, if you wanna (Let go)\nTrust the simulation, don't you let it break\nEvery stimulation, promise I can take\nWhat you wanna give? Boy, you better show me what\nYou've been schemin' up\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou got my heartbeat racin'\nMy body blazin'\n[Chorus]\nI feel the rush\nAddicted to your touch\nOh, I feel the rush\nIt's so good, it's so good\nI feel the rush\nAddicted to your touch\nOh, I feel the rush\nIt's so good, it's so good", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5OLaVCAM2pqg7X9mAM2W8M", "title":"We Don't Fight Anymore", "artist":"Carly Pearce Featuring Chris Stapleton", "danceability":0.628, "valence":0.559, "speechiness":0.0325, "fres":100.9853565217, "vocabComplex":0.480952381, "sentenceLength":70.0, "avgSyllable":2.5314285714, "lyrics":"[Verse 1: Carly Pearce]\nI couldn't make you jealous if I tried\nYou couldn't care less if I stayed out all night\nI don't even look into your eyes\n'Cause the truth is I don't even care if\u205fyou're\u205flyin'\n[Pre-Chorus: Carly Pearce]\nIn\u205fthis bed we\nMight\u205fas well be\nAcross\u205fthe ocean\nTonight\n[Chorus: Carly Pearce & Chris Stapleton, \nCarly Pearce\n]\nWe don't yell, 'cause what the hell \ndifference would it make?\nWe don't cuss and we don't care \nenough to even hate\nWe could tear up the house, w\u0435 could burn the whole thing down\nBut, boy, what for? 'Cause w\u0435 don't even fight anymore\n[Verse 2: Carly Pearce]\nThe only time we ever touch is in the hall\nWe talk about the weather if we talk at all\nIf your phone rings in the middle of the night\nI don't even try to look to see who's callin'\n[Pre-Chorus: Carly Pearce]\nI had a bad day, but\nYou don't know it 'cause\nYou don't ask and\nI don't show it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5KI7I4mEtulXcv5VQJaV35", "title":"Just Like Me", "artist":"21 Savage, Burna Boy & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.706, "valence":0.482, "speechiness":0.111, "fres":99.2316557135, "vocabComplex":0.4360655738, "sentenceLength":76.25, "avgSyllable":2.1166666667, "lyrics":"[Intro: Burna Boy]\nWe never run before\nEverybody be body-body to body, to body\nOluwa Burna ti de\n[Chorus: Burna Boy & \n21 Savage\n]\nYou was the truth when I was lyin'\nDon't forget, don't forget\nYou were the judge for my crimes and you took my life\nDon't forget, don't forget\nBut now you're just like me \n(\nMetro\n)\nNow you're just like me, ooh\nNow you're just like me\nNow you're just like\u2014\nJust like me, just like me, man, you just like me\n[Verse 1: 21 Savage]\nIn my feelings, I can't text right (21)\nYou got all the bosses wonderin' what your s\u0435x like (On God)\nHit the gym, keep her stomach and h\u0435r chest tight (Yeah)\nIf I ain't told you yet, you know that you the best, right? (On God)\nDo you still feel the same? I just wanna know (21)\nRoses on the floor (Floor)\nI put Van Cleef from your head to your toe\n (On God)\nBuy you brand-new cars and I park 'em at your door (Straight up)\nDouble-tap and I put heart eyes under every post (21)\nTen Kelly bags, back to back, I do the most (On God)\nHow you givin' up on me? You 'posed to be my ho (21)\nNow you tryna act like me, I just go with the flow (21)\nYou want me to cut off feelings that I don't control (On God)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"045ZeOHPIzhxxsm8bq5kyE", "title":"Out Of The Woods (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.547, "valence":0.192, "speechiness":0.0418, "fres":97.7459345794, "vocabComplex":0.3346303502, "sentenceLength":16.0625, "avgSyllable":2.4429223744, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nLooking at it now\nIt all seems so simple\nWe were lying on your couch\nI remember\nYou took a Polaroid of us\nThen discovered (Then discovered)\nThe rest of the world was black and white\nBut we were in screaming color\nAnd I remember thinkin'\n[Chorus]\nAre we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet?\nAre we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods?\nAre we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet?\nAre we in the clear yet, in the clear yet? Good\nAre we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet?\nAre we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods?\nAre we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet?\nAre we in the clear yet, in the clear yet? Good\n(Are we out of the woods?)\n[Verse 2]\nLooking at it now\nLast December (Last December)\nWe were built to fall apart\nAnd fall back together (Back together)\nOoh, your necklace hanging from my neck\nThe night we couldn't quite forget\nWhen we decided, we decided\nTo move the furniture so we could dance\nBaby, like we stood a chance\nTwo paper airplanes flying, flying, flying\nAnd I remember thinkin'", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4w9soAM7IrmYDhSXLp14p6", "title":"Peaches", "artist":"Jack Black", "danceability":0.698, "valence":0.419, "speechiness":0.0483, "fres":80.3686466165, "vocabComplex":0.3536585366, "sentenceLength":164.0, "avgSyllable":1.9017857143, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nThis one is for my one and only true love\nPrincess Peach\n[Verse 1]\nPeach, you're so cool\nAnd with my star, we're gonna rule\nPeach, understand\nI'm gonna love you 'til the very end\n[Chorus]\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nI love you, oh\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nI love you, oh\n[Verse 2]\nMario, Luigi, and a Donkey Kong, too\nA thousand troops of Koopas couldn't keep me from you\nPrincess Peach, at the end of the line\nI'll make you mine, oh\n[Chorus]\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nPeaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches\nI love you, oh", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6WzRpISELf3YglGAh7TXcG", "title":"Popular", "artist":"The Weeknd, Playboi Carti & Madonna", "danceability":0.855, "valence":0.852, "speechiness":0.189, "fres":76.9775749762, "vocabComplex":0.5081481481, "sentenceLength":337.5, "avgSyllable":1.5079681275, "lyrics":"6\/1\nBaka Not Nice - \n\"Thinking About Drilling\"\nBebe Rexha - \n\"Call On Me (David Guetta Remix)\"\nBIGBABYGUCCI - \n\"Alley Oop\"\nBring Me The Horizon - \n\"AmEN!\"\n ft. Lil Uzi Vert, Daryl Palumbo & Glassjaw\nDaddy Yankee & Omar Courtz - \n\"BEACHY\"\nDave & Central Cee - \n\"Sprinter\"\nDorian Electra - \n\"Sodom & Gomorrah\"\nKAROL G - \n\"WATATI\"\n ft. Aldo Ranks\nKevin Gates - \n\"3rd World Panama\"\nMac Critter - \n\"Creeping\"\nMiles Chancellor - \n\"9:10\"\nMoneybagg Yo - \n\"Keep It Low\"\n ft. Future\n\u200bMura Masa - \n\"Drugs\"\n ft. Daniela Lalita\nOlamide - \n\"New Religion\"\n ft. Asake\nRobert Grant - \n\"Lost at Sea\"\n ft. Lana Del Rey\nRvssian, Vybz Kartel & Trippie Redd - \n\"Sixteen\"\nSett - \n\"Snap\"\nSkillibeng - \n\"Know Why\"\nTainy & Jhayco - \n\"FANTASMA | AVC\"\n6\/2\naahroots - \n\"gay\"\nAdam Lambert x Sigala - \n\"You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)\"\nAidan Bissett - \n\"Bloom\"\nAlesso - \n\"Without You\"\nBecky G - \n\"The Fire Inside\"\nBlack Birdie - \n\"Mirror Mirror\"\nBobby Fishscale - \n\"Local Joka\"\nBurna Boy - \n\"Sittin' On Top Of The World\"\nCertified Trapper - \n\"Trapper Of The Year\"\nCG5 - \n\"SUPERHERO\"\nCHIKA - \n\"Requiem For A Dream\"\nCKay - \n\"Nwayi\"\nColton Dixon - \n\"My Light (Acoustic Version)\"\nCuco & Los Aptos - \n\"Miel\"\nDavid Archuleta - \n\"UP\"\nDavid Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray - \n\"Baby Don't Hurt Me (Joel Corry Remix)\"\nDavid Guetta, Anne-Marie & Coi Leray - \n\"Baby Don't Hurt Me (Cedric Gervais Remix)\"\nDesiigner - \n\"Mafia Water\"\nDom Dolla & Nelly Furtado - \n\"Eat Your Man\"\nDominic Fike - \n\"Mona Lisa\"\nDOPE LEMON - \n\"Kimosab\u00e8\"\nDougie B - \n\"No Missing\"\nE-lie - \n\"Circles\"\n ft. Mariah Carey\nFrench Montana, Kodak Black & London on da Track - \n\"I Can't Lie\"\nFridayy & Chris Brown - \n\"Don't Give It Away\"\nGabriella Zauna - \n\"Mixed Signals\"\nIzyBeats & Manuel Turizo - \n\"Tu\"\n ft. Stefflon Don\nJaimie McDell - \n\"Beach House\"\nJess Glynne - \n\"Silly Me (Acoustic\/Live Version)\"\nKatelyn Tarver - \n\"Starting to Scare Me\"\nKelly Clarkson - \n\"i hate love\"\n ft. Steve Martin\nKid Cudi - \n\"PORSCHE TOPLESS\"\nLatto - \n\"Put It On Da Floor Again\"\n ft. Cardi B\nLi Rye - \n\"WTF\"\nMadison Beer - \n\"Home to Another One\"\nMartin Garrix & Sentinel - \n\"Hurricane\"\nOMB Peezy - \n\"Think You Ready\"\nParis Hilton - \n\"Stars Are Blind (Paris' Version)\n ft. Kim Petras\nPhilly Goats - \n\"Get Off The Wall\"\nReal Boston Richey - \n\"Neck Of The Woods\"\nRita Ora - \n\"Praising You (Jodie Harsh Remix)\"\n ft. Fatboy Slim\nRJAE - \n\"Remember That\"\n ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie\nRot Ken - \n\"Walk Em Down\"\nSam Feldt & Tones And I - \n\"House For Kings\"\nSam Fischer & Meghan Trainor - \n\"Alright\"\nShenseea - \n\"Sold Out\"\nSilk Cinema - \n\"So Serious\"\nSoFaygo - \n\"WISH I COULD TELL YOU\"\n ft. DD Osama\nThe Chainsmokers & bludnymph - \n\"Self Destruction Mode\"\nThe Weeknd - \n\"Popular\"\n ft. Playboi Carti & Madonna\nTi\u00ebsto - \n\"Yesterday\"\nTom Speight & Lydia Clowes - \n\"Aftermath\"\nTrevor Daniel - \n\"Heartstrings\"\nVybz Kartel - \n\"Terror By Night\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0gWrMbx6pbdH3n3nsLjE55", "title":"Mourning", "artist":"Post Malone", "danceability":0.596, "valence":0.255, "speechiness":0.0331, "fres":92.6957673469, "vocabComplex":0.3873517787, "sentenceLength":126.5, "avgSyllable":2.545, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nDon't wanna sober up\nThe sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning\nThought I was strong enough\nThrew my bottle at the sky, said, \"God, that's a warning\"\nDon't wanna sober up\nTry to keep it inside, but I just wanna pour it\nThought I was strong enough\nGot a lotta shit to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus\n[Verse 1]\nI just left Wally's, spent a Maserati\nThe way I gotta flex, you'd think I did Pilates\nI call my quote-unquote friends, \"Do you got plans?\"\nTurns out everyone's free when the dinner is\nThen they drag me to a party out in Malibu\nAfter thirty High Noons, it was pretty cool\nTried to shoot my shot, she told me that she had a shoot\nBye-bye (Damn)\n[Chorus]\nDon't wanna sober up\nThe sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning\nThought I was strong enough\nThrew my bottle at the sky, said, \"God, that's a warning\n\"\nDon't wanna sober up\nTry to keep it inside, but I just wanna pour it\nThought I was strong enough\nGot a lotta shit to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2Okh2n1EHlGhviAYv75MOB", "title":"Cars Bring Me Out", "artist":"Young Thug Featuring Future", "danceability":0.759, "valence":0.69, "speechiness":0.171, "fres":96.4068631369, "vocabComplex":0.3877118644, "sentenceLength":472.0, "avgSyllable":2.2198391421, "lyrics":"[Intro: Young Thug]\nWheezy outta here\nYeah\n[Chorus: Young Thug]\nWoke up in a mansion\nSilk Dior pinstriped couch\nCall the car man, he told me meet him at the spot\nDroppin' off some shit you ain't got\nHa, now I'm out\nI done got so rich I think my cars bring me out\nIt ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out\nBentley under the carport, shit got rained out\nI done got so rich I think my cars bring me out\n[Verse 1: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nI was chillin' at the spot on a bedside's couch\nI wasn't even gon' do nothin', don't care 'bout the sun out (\nYeah\n)\nFuck you, lil' bitty, bitch, don't let my car bring me out (\nYeah\n)\nI done got so rich I think my car bring me out (\nYeah\n)\n[Verse 2: Future]\nI done got so rich, I let a foreign bring me out (Uh)\nFuck her in the car and told her, \"At least it cost a hous\u0435\" (Yeah)\nI done got so lit, I promise I'll n\u0435ver see a drought (I promise)\nI don't know the time, I know my watch two-hundred thousand (Two-hundred)\nChangin' up the climate, whenever you get through, I'm ballin' (When you)\nChange it up, my bitch down, my old bitch stalkin'\nI don't go outside without a rifle and a forty (Pluto)\nTakin' up the drip and the murder rate in Georgia (Yeah)\nMr. Have-His-Way, turn a dime to a quarter (Yeah)\nWalkin' with a limp, I got racks all on me (Yeah)\nProbably in the Royce with the stars in the sky (Ceilin')\nThis ain't 'bout a thot, I let my cars bring me out (Out)\nWrap the cash up and vacuum seal, it won't rot (Rot)\nI can bag her, she want the dick 'cause I'm toxic (Toxic)\nI can spazz out and throw my bitch in Givenchy (Yeah)\nHer pressure, Baguettes, make everything iconic (Iconic)\nHomicide, make sure you stick to the script\nOne of a kind, fallin' asleep on a pill (Pluto)\nTop of the line art, gotta splash through the crib (Hit it)\nFreestyle off the top and I can make me a M", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"0GdZqKPBrvkpo7mk2OyHtf", "title":"Back Then Right Now", "artist":"Tyler Hubbard", "danceability":0.659, "valence":0.761, "speechiness":0.0541, "fres":99.5383591549, "vocabComplex":0.5180722892, "sentenceLength":166.0, "avgSyllable":2.6849315068, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nBack then, right now\n[Verse 1]\nBack when that blacktop was just a gravel road\nBack when that Walmart was just a fishin' hole\nBack when my ol' guitar had some brand-new strings\nYes, it did\nBack when a work truck was just a stick shift\nBack when you took a pic and didn't have to post it\nBack when a Baptist church was where we learned to sing\nYeah, we did\n[Chorus]\nI could use some back then, right now\n'98 Chevy with the tailgate down\nFM only with the gold up loud\nBurnin' up the night, innocent and wild\nI could use a little more wide-open\nBack when all I wanted was the hand I was holdin'\nLivin' in the moment with the good-time crowd\nMakin' life count\nDamn, I could use a little more\nBack then, right now\nBack then, right now", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6po54wKTw6h8H3KnLmcEC7", "title":"Before Fajr", "artist":"Lil Durk", "danceability":0.721, "valence":0.442, "speechiness":0.257, "fres":87.2431288981, "vocabComplex":0.4333958724, "sentenceLength":177.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3730337079, "lyrics":"[Verse]\nEvery day I can watch lil' bro bring out the red tape\nHeadaches, I know you seen't that clip, looked like his head fake\nEvery day lil' bro chase all the opps before the Fajr prayer\nHis ass skate all around them cars, it look like hockey players\nEvery day, green Bottega boots, look like I'm Raphael\nTold the booster, \"Get all the clothes they got, they gon' shut Barneys down\"\nLil Threat\n just had somethin' around his neck, look like it knock armies down\nHit a bitch, fucked up everybody relationships, she a Barbie now\nChief Wuk\n, he a real witness, he seen me knock niggas' mamas down\nOpps FaceTime showin' they lil' watch, nigga, put that Cartier down\nEven when it rain, put it in wet mode to bring that 'Rari out\nWho your top killer? I'll check his temp\u2014 man, what's your body count?\nI ain't gon' even stunt, these niggas would rather die instead of livin'\nI ain't gon' even stunt, these niggas would rather die instead of killin'\nI ain't gon' even cap, you know I'd rather die than be a witness\nI ain't gon' even cap, the niggas who rap 'bout, keep niggas out my business\nThey on go mode\nI can't let them niggas trick me out a promo\nYour lil' thirty ass wanna take a picture, show hoes our photo\nYou ain't gon' die in the trenches at all, lil' bro, I'ma send you a boatload\nBefore the Calvin Klein, I had a four-five tucked in Polos\nI couldn't believe it how his ass was leakin', ripped his torso\nOverslept, I had a warrant right before the court closed\nI'm so paranoid, I get to blowin' before the door close\nCan't have a bitch to come to me, you know that shit a no-no\nI know they really hate me now because I'm more-more famous\nHe can't even make it out the city, he ain't make no more bangers\nWhenever Deeski beat his murder, he gon' be more-more dangerous\nHow these killers get on the 'net you would think there's no more gangsters\nI just took two Adderall, I don't want the G6\nBoonie used to sell the dog, he know how to remix\nAnd he want the Fentanyl, the real Percs ain't even hittin'\nI just told the bitch to drink the semen, she keep spittin'\nHe'll still be dead right now, but we ain't get him\nHe'll still be alive right now, but he ain't get it\nI just seen him open pints back to back, he ain't mixin'\nI just seen him hold his breath, he'll chase you down for eight minutes", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5wG3HvLhF6Y5KTGlK0IW3J", "title":"Trance", "artist":"Metro Boomin, Travis Scott & Young Thug", "danceability":0.571, "valence":0.447, "speechiness":0.404, "fres":100.6146830904, "vocabComplex":0.364640884, "sentenceLength":120.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.1152416357, "lyrics":"[Intro: Travis Scott]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nDid you forget? Do it for life\nChicago that time, all bullshit aside\nWonderful vibe, wonderful night (Yeah)\nDid it with tribe\nAll I can hear is you and I\nUp in this club, bumpin' and grind\nWho made it flood? You see the signs (Sign)\nSigns, signs, signs (Yeah)\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nWe pulled out the feathers for this type of weather\nShe pulled to the club to bust up a dub\nShe came with her man, I called in a sub\nShe givin' out hugs, we know 'bout them hugs\nShe put in my hand, don't know what it was\nShe know some the fam, but don't know enough (Enough)\nMy trust is in \"In God We Trust\"\n(Caught in a trance, yeah)\nSippin' on Wock, don't do 'Tuss\nShe got her own fans, she need her a bus\nMight give her a chance, it's givin' her\u2014 (Uh)\nOut in a trance, it's givin' her\u2014 (Uh)\nNot on no Xans, it's givin' her\u2014 (Uh)\nNigga with bands, it's givin' her\u2014 (Trance)\nA nigga with plans, it's givin' her\u2014 (Uh)\nStill in the gym, ain't did the implants\nI like that for real, ain't givin' up\nLike they know that you real, they give it up (Real)\nLike if you got the steel, they give it up (Steel)\nTakin' these Ms they givin' us\nAnd run in the field like it's ten of us (Ten, ten, ten)\nI'm cleanin' shit out like a enema\nI make this shit look like a cinema (Ten, ten, ten)\n(Caught in a trance, yeah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"410ZZP746AQeiywhKvXWCo", "title":"Sorry Not Sorry", "artist":"Tyler, The Creator", "danceability":0.481, "valence":0.495, "speechiness":0.201, "fres":88.5742529075, "vocabComplex":0.3736396614, "sentenceLength":206.75, "avgSyllable":2.5038284839, "lyrics":"[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & \nDJ Drama\n]\nPardon me, \nexcusez-moi\n (I'm sorry)\nYeah, I coulda made a better choice, I mean, what the fuck?\nI'm sorry, I'm fucking sorry\nYeah\n[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more\nI'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore\nSis', I'm sorry I'm your kin\nSorry we ain't close as we should've been\nSorry to my old friends\nThe stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen\nSorry to the freaks I led on (Nah, for real, I'm sorry)\nWho thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on\nBut instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong\nSorry to the guys I had to hide (Ooh)\nSorry to the girls I had to lie to\nWho ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (Tides)\nAnyway, I don't wanna talk (Ooh)\nSorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give\nSo you stalk, make up fibs, just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (Uh)\nMet that girl this year (But), that's none ya biz\nGive enough with my art, know your place\nMy personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part\nI'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner\nI don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink\nNigga-nigga-nigga, read the room\nDon't assume niggas is cool\nStay in your pocket, this is pool\nBlah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma\nYou ain't special, everybody got problems, uh\nSorry I'm not empathetic (Nah, I'm fuckin')\nSorry you think I'm pathetic\nSorry I don't wanna bro down\nSorry I don't know your pronouns\nI don't mean no disrespect\nBut, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down\nOh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?\nA bank account could never match my worth (That nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)\nSorry, Mother Earth\nPolluted air with chemicals and dirt\nThese cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves\nWhat the hell you think I work for?\nNot to not explore and stay the same (I'm)\nSorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did\nSorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is\nI'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)\nBut this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right\nIn the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off\nNigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas\nI'm not Superman, but I could try\nI'm sorry I'm pretentious\nSorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'\nSorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence, it get you niggas trippin', man\nFuck the numbers, fuck a hook\nYou put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference\nLet me see y'all hit a stage (No, y'all can't do it)\nLet me see y'all write a page (Y'all not gon' do it)\nLet me see you make a decision I made\nAnd claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8\nWater in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate\nGettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates\nThinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past eighteen or escape the Figure 8 cycle\nAnd I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did\nFeel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate\nBut niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great\nSo they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em\nShot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em\nSorry, not sorry (Buck 'em, buck 'em)\nI got two words, fuck 'em", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3ytbtkmMnkfwMrBi32a7FD", "title":"Like What (Freestyle)", "artist":"Cardi B", "danceability":0.948, "valence":0.708, "speechiness":0.167, "fres":86.9878766539, "vocabComplex":0.4282296651, "sentenceLength":52.25, "avgSyllable":1.9236111111, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nAyo, let me put some gas in this motherfuckin' year, bitch\nI ain't really talked my shit in a minute\nLike who the fuck these bitches really think they talkin' to?\nLike, bitch, is you fuckin' dumb?\n[Chorus]\nClassy and a cunt (And a cunt)\nBlocks and money gettin' spunt (Gettin' spunt)\nLike (Like), like what? (Like what?)\nLike a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Nah)\nIf I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, \"Yes\" (Yes)\nBitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)\nLook, I ain't even got dressed\nAny L that I took, come after YS\nOh, man (Oh, man)\n[Verse 1]\nBaby, here we go again (Here we go again)\nPussy real fat, probably got a double chin\nFirst, that bitch hate me, then this bitch hate me\nAnd somehow, they link up and they become friends, like, how?\nBitch, pipe down (Pipe down)\nMoodboard, all y'all imitatin' my style (Mm)\nBad bitch, red lips, let me show you\nWhite toes, eatin' yellowtail out of Nobu\nUh, keep a hater obsessed\nIn my comments, havin' a dick suckin' contest (Contest)\nI'm pressure, y'all pressed (Y'all pressed)\nY'all don't get addressed, y'all's gettin' outdressed, look (Okurrr)\nIt's a look when I'm hoppin' out the V (Uh-huh)\nRed wig hangin' down to my knees (Uh-huh)\nIt's your birthday, but they talking 'bout me ('Bout me)\nWhy you mad? Take a picture, say, \"Cheese\" (Say, \"Cheese\")\nYou dumb, you slow, you wildin' (Ah, you wildin')\nGot your first pair of Ricks, now you stylin'? (Ah, you stylin')\nEverything you got, I had five years before\nI put it on the 'Gram (Hahahaha) 'fore it even hit the store, look", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1XoANQIq3IKd0YsZTDd4RR", "title":"Equal Dirt", "artist":"Rylo Rodriguez", "danceability":0.588, "valence":0.252, "speechiness":0.413, "fres":93.4445858417, "vocabComplex":0.4795640327, "sentenceLength":122.3333333333, "avgSyllable":2.4234527687, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nStephan Spazzin\n)\n[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]\nWhole month straight, I was gettin' high, you had left me at my lowest\nI wasn't ready for no kid then, happy that you got abortion\nYou doing makeup on the same ho I was sneakin' on you with\nI'm dapping up the same nigga you was creepin' on me with\nAnd we thought we got past that\nYou told me that was our last time\nI thought you got past that, your actions giving Matt Ryan\nI seen you got a new man and a lil' one on the way too\nI remember not havin' no car, but for you, I'm on the way through\nHate that happened to you\nI shed a tear when they said your nigga killed you, so many memories\nI go to our Facebook just to look at our old messages\nI was out in Houston, I went to readin' our old \ntexts\nI'm not b\u0435ing insecure, I just know that wasn't your brother\nYou th\u0435 first lady I ever took serious and I'm far from being a buster\nI'm not a fool, go tie your shoes, we not a couple\nGoin' in your purse, you fucked around and dropped a rubber\n\"Who this for?\" 'Cause you my bitch and we be fuckin' raw, every time\n\"Bitch, who this for?\"\nLike, bitch, stop playin' before I, nevermind\n[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]\nIf lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right\nIf being right means being without you, I'd rather live a wrong doing life\nRylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today\nRylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today\nLong as I got you by my side, then they can talk 'bout what they wanna\nThen I don't even care what them other people say", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"67AdiJcurlf6gocGobfaXs", "title":"Going, Going, Gone", "artist":"Luke Combs", "danceability":0.565, "valence":0.325, "speechiness":0.0275, "fres":96.3100174825, "vocabComplex":0.4739583333, "sentenceLength":192.0, "avgSyllable":2.9590643275, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nSome things in life are meant to fly\nAnd others, they were born to run\nYou can't tie them up and leave 'em\nLike the changing of the seasons\nGood things, they come and then they go\n[Chorus]\nLike a runaway Southbound train\nLike an Arizona desert rain\nLike lightning in the sky\nLike fireworks in July\nLike a left field home run ball\nLike a whiskey shot at last call\nIt's like she was made for moving on\nThat girl is going, going, gone\n[Verse 2]\nI can say it wasn't meant to be\nBut maybe meant to be is misunderstood\nI can't hold on to letting go\nChange the way the river flows\nLovin' her's like roping in the wind\n[Chorus]\nLike a runaway Southbound train\nLike an Arizona desert rain\nLike lightning in the sky\nLike fireworks in July\nLike a left field homerun ball\nLike a whiskey shot at last call\nIt's like she was made for moving on\nThat girl is going, going, gone", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"79uDOz0zuuWS7HWxzMmTa2", "title":"Back To December (Taylor's Version)", "artist":"Taylor Swift", "danceability":0.497, "valence":0.203, "speechiness":0.0273, "fres":92.8208432871, "vocabComplex":0.5535714286, "sentenceLength":74.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.6382978723, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI'm so glad you made time to see me\nHow's life? Tell me, how's your family?\nI haven't seen them in a while\nYou've been good, busier than ever\nWe small talk, work and the\u205fweather\nYour\u205fguard\u205fis up and\u205fI know why\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBecause\u205fthe last time you saw me\nIs still burned in the back of your mind\nYou gave me roses and I left them there to die\n[Chorus]\nSo, this is me swallowing my pride\nStandin' in front of you sayin', \"I'm sorry for that night\n\"\nAnd I go back to December all the time\nIt turns out freedom ain't nothing but missin' you\nWishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine\nI go back to December, turn around and make it alright\nI go back to December all the time\n[Verse 2]\nThese days, I haven't been sleeping\nStayin' up, playing back myself leavin'\nWhen your birthday passed and I didn't call\nThen I think about summer, all the beautiful times\nI watched you laughin' from the passenger side\nAnd realized I loved you in the fall", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5imsnhkfPCm3wajS9ksb21", "title":"Seen It All", "artist":"Future & Metro Boomin", "danceability":0.72, "valence":0.198, "speechiness":0.388, "fres":92.7746537515, "vocabComplex":0.5359281437, "sentenceLength":334.0, "avgSyllable":2.3490909091, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah\nWe done seen it all\nAnd done it all\nWe don't trust these niggas\nWord, word to my nigga, \nP\n[Verse 1]\nBrodie's bitch is back out, rocking these platinum chains\nShe give it to a thorough nigga,\u205fthat's\u205fmy\u205fclaim of fame\nChanel\u205fbody suit, when\u205fit rain, diamonds galore\nGet chauffeured under the stars, you can forget how you was livin' before\nShe keep it P with a player, so she never at me\nI'ma get munyun, got my lawyer, hoes can't attack me\nLil' niggas run you down with a gun like he in a track meet\nSent through a cleanin' crew, they pressin' with that iron (Ah)\nLook a nigga in the eyes, see if he gon' cross\nCocoa number five bitch eatin' up a boss\nKeep my bitch close, but I keep the goons closer\nDom P\u00e9rignon bottle, wasted bubbly on the floor\nCame up from the block, sellin' the rawest coke\nYou might OD off this shit, nigga, ain't never enough\nRichie Mil' cost a house, it ain't never enough\nSeven hundred bucks on a truck, the seats brazy (Ah)\n[Chorus]\nMe and my brothers, we puttin' freaks in rotation\nSometimes they move on, they still can't replace\nI'll lose a stone and get it replaced the same day\nFrom trappin' out my granny house to rappin' on the stage\nI want it all, I know these streets gon' have to feed me\nThese hoes sit down, I'm lettin' 'em hit it off the whole key\nGot rich in this shit, got a clip hold a fifty\nYou tryna keep up with me, gon' be O-V (Ah)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7oge1bC8xMdHGdmEBfxuTz", "title":"Shaq & Kobe", "artist":"Rick Ross & Meek Mill", "danceability":0.938, "valence":0.418, "speechiness":0.332, "fres":88.4390324268, "vocabComplex":0.5238095238, "sentenceLength":105.0, "avgSyllable":2.1680327869, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nHa, what is this?\nMaybach Music\nI like this Maybach Music\nSweet\nRight, hahahahaha\n[Verse 1: Meek Mill]\nNiggas wanna see you lose when you're \nmakin\n' moves (Moves)\nWe bringin' tools in any rooms, we tryna break the rules (Rules)\nNiggas is haters, they ain't goons, we tryna make a fool (Fool)\nI never thought I'd make the Forbes before I make the news (Never)\nHavin' a threesome with some bitches, it's still ain't amusin' (I ain't)\nI pick and choose, put on my jewels, it's like I lit the fuse (It's lit)\nI call the shots and all the killers be like, \"What's th\u0435 move?\" (Let's get it)\nHundr\u0435d grand, you and your little man getting split in two (Splitter)\nMmm, my life got way realer\nPlayin' with them millions and it turned me to a made nigga\nAnywhere in the trenches, I be active when they play with 'em\nStatements got retracted when niggas ratted 'cause we sprayed niggas\nMafioso, sippin' \nLobos\nJumpin' out the chopper to the yacht off the Gold Coast\nWe was totin' choppers on the block, sellin' coco\nNow we treatin' models like they thots out in SoHo (Yeah)\nThirty mill' in cash, do these niggas bad (Bad)\nThey never thought I'd go this far just from a pen and pad (Pad)\nI seen my dawg kill my dawg, just to get his stash\nHe went up top, they banged him out, got that nigga slatt", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7aZDcmt34eouhqw29aMR91", "title":"Skin And Bones", "artist":"David Kushner", "danceability":0.484, "valence":0.17, "speechiness":0.0376, "fres":86.0781780538, "vocabComplex":0.4178403756, "sentenceLength":213.0, "avgSyllable":2.7784431138, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI fantasize to feel you like a bullet\nAnd all your layers to the fullest\nBut the heavens won't condone it, mm\nYou deceivin', wayward woman\nYou're a false prophet at the pulpit\nThe condition of your soul is erodin'\n[Chorus]\nWrap me in your skin and bones, yeah, you're electrical\nOh, I'm gonna lose control, yeah, as you pull me close\nWrap me in your skin and bones, yeah, you're electrical\nOh, I'm gonna lose control\n[Verse 2]\nAs your flatter talk shivers down my spine\nI hear the Holy One exposin' all the lies\nLord, forgive me, I know my flesh needs to die\nShe has the lips red as cherry wine\nA poisonous kiss, she's part of the swine\nMy salvation won't be sacrificed\n[Chorus]\nWrap me in your skin and bones\n, yeah, you're electrical\nOh, I'm gonna lose control, yeah, as you pull me close\nWrap me in your skin and bones, yeah, you're electrical\nOh, I'm gonna lose control", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2Gk6fi0dqt91NKvlzGsmm7", "title":"Say My Grace", "artist":"Offset Featuring Travis Scott", "danceability":0.773, "valence":0.476, "speechiness":0.0452, "fres":88.8207508473, "vocabComplex":0.3891797557, "sentenceLength":33.7058823529, "avgSyllable":2.0518518519, "lyrics":"[Intro: Offset]\nWoah (Shh, phew, phew, phew, phew, hey)\n[Chorus: Offset]\nMade room on my plate, I just said my grace and then I ate\nGot a particular taste, I just stuffed my pockets and my face\nOkay, let's have a debate, we talkin' 'bout poppin', I promise I'm feelin' a way (Who?)\nI took the bodies up out of my closet, I buried 'em deep and they still in the way\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nI know some lil' niggas got baptized, trap guys (Trap guys)\nThey can't put the drillin' away (Way)\nHad to part ways with the sad vibes, bad guy\nYou might be a villain today (Villain today, hey)\nAsk God, \"Why I didn't get an answer? (Why?)\nWhy I lose my brother to bullets? (Why?)\nWhy I lose my grandma to cancer? (Why?)\nWhy m\u0435, God? I need answers (Why?)\nWhy young niggas straight out Atlanta? (Why?)\nWhy the judge and th\u0435 cops tryna jam us? (Why?)\nWhy I keep gettin' all of these chances? (Why?)\nWhy me, God? I need answers (Hey)\nSpeak your mind and you might get canceled (Canceled)\nPinky ring and it cost me a Phantom (Phantom)\nWhack the witness, the evidence tampered (Whack 'em)\nDirty money, the safe is the hamper (Dirty money)\nYeah, my bitch, she a star and I stamped her (Stamped her)\nPE Jordan 3, this a sampler (PE)\nI don't wanna do it, but I gotta do it\nGotta kill you, nigga, if it's me or you (Hey)\nHe got fire, I got fire, nigga, lighter fluid (Fire)\nGot away from the haters, say, \"Hallelujah\" (Bye)\nShit be crazy, this shit be the closest to you (Crazy)\nIt's okay 'cause they know that I come to do it (Hey)\nHold your V up for Virgil, exclusive Louis (V)\nBitches geekin' and tweakin', I hit a U (Geek)\nWrist is hittin' and glistenin', this shit a movie (Glistenin')\nIf it's smoke at the door, then I'm tendin' to it (Smoke)\nWatch when I step, Murakami my belt\n (Hey)\nAngel on my shoulder, but the devil on the left\n (Devils)\nI got a mil', not a mil' for my shelf (Million)\nI do it alone, I own myself ('Lone)\nNigga, stay home 'fore your dome get left (Baow)\nNiggas playin' dirty, hit below my belt (Dirty)\nI'ma get the bag, do the show myself (Show)\nDo that shit again, I had to show myself", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4E64eAph6AYI98ucunrGH8", "title":"See The Real", "artist":"21 Savage", "danceability":0.748, "valence":0.321, "speechiness":0.262, "fres":99.4752303699, "vocabComplex":0.589958159, "sentenceLength":79.6666666667, "avgSyllable":2.3431372549, "lyrics":"[Chorus]\nMy dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggas\nAnd they wonder why I'm still with 'em\nAll these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richer\nI'ma step up in that way since a lil' nigga\nAnother body get dropped, I don't feel different\nTook some Ls, but I'm still winnin'\nYou knew she was a thot, why you still with her?\nWhen you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'em\n[Verse 1]\nSlidin' in the Benz\nYou know that's my brother, so we call each other twin\nBy the way we shake hands\nGot it out the mud, but we grew up in the sand\nYou a shooter or a fan?\nWe can't get at you, then we gon' bring it to your mans\nI don't do the Twitter rants\nBrand new Desert Eagle, tryna stuff it in my pants\nCheck my net worth, I'll be dead fresh\nAll my hoes fine, got the best set\nIf I wanna cuff her, she arrested\nTry to take my bitch, you get your neck slit\nCall me Santa Claus, 'cause I'm rich-rich\nPut a Birkin bag on your wish list\nJumped in the DM and she missed it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6fDRECyrduLIU9HwbpsRR2", "title":"Rap Beef", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.659, "valence":0.546, "speechiness":0.241, "fres":94.4762771739, "vocabComplex":0.54375, "sentenceLength":160.0, "avgSyllable":2.3381294964, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(\nBSQUARED Beats\n)\nOh, oh\n(\nWill-A-Fool\n)\n[Verse]\nHad a dream about my brother, we was courtside again\nYou comin' home this year, no matter what I gotta spend\nGave his lawyer three-fifty, his co-defendant ten\nThey want niggas in a cell, they don't want you to win\nThey post when I go to jail, not when I give back to the kids\nSo much came with this life, but it is what it is\nYou know I finally got it right, was runnin' the wrong way\nTryna live my life, we came a long way\nMade it out that struggle, so every day, I hustle\nTryna build a dynasty, add pieces to my puzzle\nI'm from where the lions be, made it out that jungle\nI ain't beefin' with no rappers, my nigga\nThat shit backwards, my nigga\nAnd I heard his mixtape, kinda sounded like \"Robbery\"\nWhy he robbin' me? Shit, I guess that how it gotta be\nFeel like I hit a lottery with all this cash 'round\nWonder why niggas wait to get millions to crash out\nI be ready to kill the world, they play with my name\nBut these niggas gon' hate 'cause they broke and they lame\nI'd rather put my foot on they neck and these racks in they face\nRun 'em down, stand over him and kill the game\nTell 'em free Young Thug, that indictment bitch a beast\nAnd tell 'em free Pooh Shiesty, can't get tricked off the streets\nOn FaceTime with YB, say, I told him I salute\nStay out the way and stay true what I would do if I was you", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1xWkeSPhf3bZqHY7Ncz8vp", "title":"500lbs", "artist":"Lil Tecca", "danceability":0.731, "valence":0.485, "speechiness":0.0815, "fres":101.24988006, "vocabComplex":0.447761194, "sentenceLength":201.0, "avgSyllable":2.1283783784, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nUh\nUh-uh, uh (Blatt)\nUh-uh, uh\nUh-uh, uh (Uh)\nUh-uh, uh (Uh)\nUh-uh, uh\nUh-uh, uh\n[Chorus]\nYeah, not livin' enough, ayy\nThis blunt, I'm takin' a puff, ayy\nI'm startin' to feel like it's us, ayy\nNo trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real\nDon't know when I stay out of town\nI get dough when I stay out of town\nFive hundred chops, I got five hundred rounds\nFive hundred plots, I got five hundred pounds, yeah\n[Post-Chorus]\nI'm trustin' nothin' I'm told, honestly\nI'm trustin' half what I'm shown\nI don't pop out, but it's each to they own\nMy bitch, she hate when I be on my phone\nThink she forgot, I got me on my phone\nNot safe for me to forget that I'm known\nArgue 'bout bullshit, know that you grown\nDon't know the only reason I condone it", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"33hQJTNI0T2FHVtku3smJf", "title":"Wreckage", "artist":"Nate Smith", "danceability":0.563, "valence":0.162, "speechiness":0.0266, "fres":100.6920319635, "vocabComplex":0.5393258427, "sentenceLength":178.0, "avgSyllable":2.701986755, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nI don't mean to be guarded\nI don't mean to be rude\nI don't mean to just shut you out\nIt's just what I've been used to\nMy heart got calloused\nI don't make that excuse\nIt's hard but you're worth it\nI just wanna be good for you\n[Chorus]\nI'm a little damaged but damn you saw the good\nWhen everyone saw baggage, you loved when no one could\nLaying in this bed beside you, I don't have to hide away\nYou see all the wreckage\nAnd it wrecks me that you stay\n[Verse 2]\nWhen I get lost in my own head\nYou always tell me the truth\nAnd girl, you find me right where I am\nYou're the one thing I can't lose\nBaby, you're my hero\nI ain't scared to say that out loud\nYou're teaching me to trust again\nErasing all my doubts, yeah", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"4oEf84vBYVftf6KmZexhVo", "title":"Northern Attitude", "artist":"Noah Kahan With Hozier", "danceability":0.486, "valence":0.289, "speechiness":0.0551, "fres":78.9141522628, "vocabComplex":0.3692480359, "sentenceLength":10.6813186813, "avgSyllable":2.3656509695, "lyrics":"Studio Albums:\nHozier\nWasteland, Baby!\nUnreal Unearth\nExtended Plays (EP):\n[S] \nTake Me to Church\n[S] \nFrom Eden\nSpotify Sessions London\nLive in America\n[S] \nNina Cried Power\nSpotify Singles\n[S] \nEat Your Young\nHozier: City Sessions (Amazon Music Live)\n[S] \nUnheard\n[S] means studio recorded EP\nStudio Albums\nHozier (Special Edition)\n (November 6, 2015) \n\u2197\n1. \nTake Me to Church\n2. \nAngel of Small Death & the Codeine Scene\n3. \nJackie and Wilson\n4. \nSomeone New\n5. \nTo Be Alone\n6. \nFrom Eden\n7. \nIn a Week\n (f\u0435at. Karen Cowely)\n8. \nSedat\u0435d\n9. \nWork Song\n10. \nLike Real People Do\n11. \nIt Will Come Back\n12. \nForeigner's God\n13. \nCherry Wine (Live)\n14. \nIn The Woods Somewhere\n15. \nRun\n16. \nArsonist's Lullabye\n17. \nMy Love Will Never Die\n18. \nFrom Eden (Live)\n - Special edition track\n19. \nJackie and Wilson (Live)\n - Special edition track\n20. \nSomeone New (Live)\n - Special edition track\n21. \nWork Song (Live)\n - Special edition track\n22. \nTake Me to Church (Live)\n - Special edition track\n23. \nProblem \/ Regulate (BBC Live Lounge)\n - Special edition track\n24. \nWhole Lotta Love (The Dermot O'Leary Saturday Sessions Show)\n - Special edition track\n25. \nDo I Wanna Know (Live at the BBC)\n - Special edition track\n26. \nLay Me Down (BBC Live Lounge)\n - Special edition track\nOriginally released on September 19, 2014, as \nHozier\nWasteland, Baby! (Deluxe)\n (April 19,2024) \n\u2197\n1. \nNina Cried Power\n (feat. Mavis Staples)\n2. \nAlmost (Sweet Music)\n3. \nMovement\n4. \nNo Plan\n5. \nNobody\n6. \nTo Noise Making (Sing)\n7. \nAs It Was\n8. \nShrike\n9. \nTalk\n10. \nBe\n11. \nDinner & Diatribes\n12. \nWould That I\n13. \nSunlight\n14. \nWasteland, Baby!\n15. \nShrike (Live at Windmill Lane Studios)\n - Deluxe edition track\n16. \nMoment\u2019s Silence (Common Tongue)\n - Deluxe edition track\n17. \nWhy Would You Be Loved\n - Deluxe edition track\n18. \nBe (Acoustic)\n - Deluxe edition track\n19. \nNFWMB\n - Deluxe edition track\nOriginally released on March 1, 2019, as \nWasteland, Baby!\nUnreal Unearth\n (August 18.2023) \n\u2197\n1. \nDe Selby (Part 1)\n2. \nDe Selby (Part 2)\n3. \nFirst Time\n4. \nFrancesca\n5. \nI, Carrion (Icarian)\n6. \nEat Your Young\n7. \nDamage Gets Done\n (feat. Brandi Carlile)\n8. \nWho We Are\n9. \nSon of Nyx\n10. \nAll Things End\n11. \nTo Someone From A Warm Climate (Uiscefhuarithe)\n12. \nButchered Tongue\n13. \nAnything But\n14. \nAbstract (Psychopomp)\n15. \nUnknown \/ Nth\n16. \nFirst Light\nExtended Plays (EPs)\nThe listed EPs are only studio EPs\nTake Me to Church\n (July 3, 2013) \n\u2197\n1. \nTake Me to Church\n2. \nLike Real People Do\n3. \nAngel of Small Death & the Codeine Scene\n4. \nCherry Wine (Live)\nFrom Eden\n (March 9,2014) \n\u2197\n1. \nFrom Eden\n2. \nWork Song\n3. \nArsonist\u2019s Lullabye\n4. \nTo Be Alone\nNina Cried Power\n (September 9, 2018) \n\u2197\n1. \nNina Cried Power\n (feat. Mavis Staples)\n2. \nNFWMB\n3. \nMoment\u2019s Silence (Common Tongue)\n4. \nShrike\nEat Your Young\n (March 17, 2023) \n\u2197\n1. \nEat Your Young\n2. \nAll Things End\n3. \nThrough Me (The Flood)\nUnheard\n (March 22,2024) \n\u2197\n1. \nToo Sweet\n2. \nWildflower and Barley\n (with Allison Russell)\n3. \nEmpire Now\n4. \nFare Well\nNon-Album\/Promo Singles\n1. As Lead \/ Primary Artist\n2013\nTake Me to Church\n2014\nFrom Eden\nSedated\n2015\nWork Song\nSomeone New\nJackie and Wilson\n2016\nCherry Wine (Live)\nBetter Love\n2018\nNina Cried Power\n (feat. Mavis Staples)\nMovement\n2019\nDinner & Diatribes\nAlmost (Sweet Music)\nThe Bones (Remix)\n (with Maren Morris)\nJackboot Jump (Live)\n2020\nThe Parting Glass (Live from the Late Late Show)\n2022\nSwan Upon Leda\n2023\nEat Your Young\nEat Your Young (Bekon\u2019s Choral Version)\nFrancesca\nUnknown \/ Nth\nDe Selby (Part 2)\nNorthern Attitude\n (with Noah Kahan)\n2024\nToo Sweet\n2. As Featured Artist\n2021\nTell It to My Heart\n (Meduza, \nMEDUZA\n)\n2022\nBlood Upon the Snow\n (Bear McCreary, \nGod of War: Ragnar\u00f6k (Original Soundtrack)\n)\nUnreleased Songs\nNote:\n These tracks are gotten from live performances, cut-off tracks, and Hozier's BMI catalog\nDevil\nBlood\nBut The Wages\nThe Love of\nMy Lagan Love\nI Could Be Yours\nHumours of Whiskey\nYoung Americans\nGod Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge)\nBridge Over Troubled Water (RT\u00c9 Does Comic Relief)\nSorry Not Sorry (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge)\nCosmic Love (Instagram Live)\nDomino\nChanges\nRob The Goddess\nHymn to Virgil", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"19Bk7ulfjk4Vg4PMS38UGc", "title":"IDGAF", "artist":"Tee Grizzley, Mariah The Scientist & Chris Brown", "danceability":0.688, "valence":0.287, "speechiness":0.0504, "fres":79.3086363636, "vocabComplex":0.5195530726, "sentenceLength":89.5, "avgSyllable":1.404040404, "lyrics":"9\/1\nAK - \n\"Restless\"\nAli Gatie - \n\"Afterlife\"\nBaby Tate - \n\"Jersey\"\nBears in Trees - \n\"Cassiopeia\"\nBella Dose - \n\"FFIL\"\nBritt Nicole - \n\"Weekend Magic\"\nCarter Faith - \n\"Carolina Burns\"\nCelNoLackin - \n\"NoLackin Flow\"\nCHASE B - \n\"Street Sweeper\"\n ft. Swae Lee\nDanielle Bradbery - \n\"The Day That I'm Over You\"\nDavido, Sean Paul & Ding Dong - \n\"UNAVAILABLE (Sean Paul & DING DONG Remix)\"\n ft. Musa Keys\nDee Gatti - \n\"Either Way\"\nDenise Van Outen & Duncan James - \n\"That's What Friends Are For\"\nDj Norie & Sean Paul - \n\"Cheers 2 U\"\nDoja Cat - \n\"Demons\"\nDraft Day - \n\"LUV & DRUGS\"\nEric Bellinger - \n\"Find Someone\"\nFiness\u04352Tymes - \n\"Can't Go To Jail\"\nGlobal Dan - \n\"89 Keys\"\nHoodie All\u0435n & Jake Miller - \n\"Outta Reach\"\njenny nuo - \n\"accidental win\"\nJID & Lil Yachty - \n\"Van Gogh\"\nJID & Lil Yachty - \n\"Half Doin' Dope\"\n ft. BabyTron\nKanii - \n\"\u200bmarry me\"\nKaren Harding - \n\"Wrong Places\"\nKat DeLuna - \n\"Hottie With a Body\"\nKate Stewart - \n\"Name Out Your Mouth\"\nKenya Grace - \n\"Strangers\"\nkkbutterfly27xx - \n\"obsessed with the boy\"\nLauren Mayberry - \n\"Are You Awake?\"\nLil Pump - \n\"6 Rings\"\nLil Wayne - \n\"KAT Food\"\nLola Indigo & DELLAFUENTE - \n\"MALA SUERTE\"\nLost Frequencies & Tom Gregory - \n\"Dive\"\nM\u00e5neskin - \n\"HONEY! (Are u coming?)\"\nMaria Mena - \n\"Till the Water Runs Clear\"\nMayer Hawthorne - \n\"For All Time\"\nMIKA - \n\"C'est la Vie\"\nmike. - \n\"we die once\"\nMr Eazi - \n\"Advice\"\nNicki Minaj - \n\"Last Time I Saw You\"\nOdeal - \n\"All That It Takes\"\notuka - \n\"stuckk on you\"\nParis Paloma - \n\"as good a reason\"\nQueen Naija & YoungBoy Never Broke Again - \n\"No Fake Love\"\nR3HAB, Marnik & Vinai - \n\"Rock My Body (Marnik & VINAI Remix)\"\n ft. INNA & SASH!\nReal Boston Richey - \n\"Black Truck\"\nRod Wave - \n\"Come See Me\"\nSAFE - \n\"Rent Free\"\nSam Fischer - \n\"Afterglow\"\nSarah Proctor & Jol\u00e9 - \n\"I Don't Know What Love Will Do\"\nSurf & ITSOKTOCRY - \n\"Kardashian\"\nTeddy & Brennan Savage - \n\"Peppermint\"\n\u200bteo glacier & \u200bthuy - \n\"\u200bclose with desires\"\nTimbaland - \n\"Keep Going Up\"\n ft. Nelly Furtado & Justin Timberlake\nTisaKorean - \n\"\u200bRando\"\nwill.i.am, David Guetta & Britney Spears - \n\"MIND YOUR BUSINESS (David Guetta Remix)\"\nWiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods - \n\"\u200bOakland Originals\"\nYella Beezy - \n\"\u200bHa Ha\"\nYNP Maine - \n\"Aventador\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2gyxAWHebV7xPYVxqoi86f", "title":"Get Him Back!", "artist":"Olivia Rodrigo", "danceability":0.546, "valence":0.74, "speechiness":0.181, "fres":92.0534936548, "vocabComplex":0.512195122, "sentenceLength":61.5, "avgSyllable":2.4433497537, "lyrics":"[Intro: Alexander 23]\nOne, two, three\nWait, is this the song with the drums?\n[Verse 1]\nI met a guy in the summer, and I left him in the spring\nHe argued with me about everything\nHe had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye\nHe said he's six-foot-two, and I'm like, \"Dude, nice try\"\nBut he was so much fun, and he had such weird friends\nAnd he would take us out to parties, and the night would never end\nAnother song, another club, another bar, another dance\nAnd when h\u0435 said something wrong, he'd just fly me to Franc\u0435\nSo I miss him some nights when I'm feeling depressed\n'Til I remember every time he made a pass on my friend\nDo I love him? Do I hate him? I guess it's up and down\nIf I had to choose, I would say right now\n[Chorus]\nI wanna get him back\nI wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad\nOh, I wanna get him back\n'Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad\nOh, I want sweet revenge, and I want him again\nI want to get him back, back, back", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"2CzAe7ylQsfXOfoXsDBz1j", "title":"Thank God", "artist":"Kane Brown With Katelyn Brown", "danceability":0.674, "valence":0.706, "speechiness":0.0283, "fres":71.7547591201, "vocabComplex":0.5623003195, "sentenceLength":156.5, "avgSyllable":1.3766816143, "lyrics":"2\/1\nAnna Shoemaker - \n\"Holly\"\nBig One, Emilia & Callejero Fino - \n\"En la Intimidad\"\n\u200bbLAck pARty - \n\"BOMB (Remix)\"\n ft. Latto\nBriella - \n\"Electricidad\"\ndaine - \n\"portal\"\nDolores Forever - \n\"When I Say So\"\nElita - \n\"She Bangs like a Fairy on Acid\"\nEllie Goulding - \n\"Like A Saviour\"\nGirl Ray - \n\"Everybody's Saying That\"\nInhaler - \n\"If You're Gonna Break My Heart\"\nJake Shears - \n\"Too Much Music\"\nKwite - \n\"DGTL footprint\"\nMaluma & Marc Anthony - \n\"La F\u00f3rmula\"\nMartin Luke Brown - \n\"elsie\"\nPetite Noir - \n\"Blurry\"\n ft. Sampa The Great\nRachel Chinouriri - \n\"Maybe I'm Lonely\"\nSam Nelson - \n\"forever, now\"\nTennis - \n\"Forbidden Doors\"\nThe Tallest Man On Earth - \n\"Ev\u0435ry Little Heart\"\n2\/2\n\u8a31\u5ef7\u93d7 (Alfred Hui) - \n\"\u826f\u5fc3\u767c\u73fe (Guilty Consci\u0435nce)\"\nCios - \n\"YS30\"\nConrad Sewell - \n\"Ferris Wheel\"\nFranky Style, Obie Wanshot & Awesome Pierre - \n\"Coco\"\nHozwal & Young Miko - \n\"Big Booty\"\nJEUNESAINT - \n\"Pu$$Y Tsunami\"\nJP Saxe & Camilo - \n\"Moderaci\u00f3n\"\nKAROL G & Romeo Santos \u2013 \n\"X SI VOLVEMOS\"\nLuck Ra, La T y La M & Rusherking - \n\"Quiero Creer\"\nPeach PRC - \n\"Perfect For You\"\nPtazeta & Lola Indigo - \n\"Tiki Tiki\"\nRAYE - \n\"Ice Cream Man.\"\nSkrillex & Nai Barghouti - \n\"Xena\"\nSlipknot - \n\"Bone Church\"\nUnknown Mortal Orchestra - \n\"Layla\"\nYami Safdie & Milo j - \n\"El Bolero (acoustic)\"", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"7aqfrAY2p9BUSiupwk3svU", "title":"First Person Shooter", "artist":"Drake Featuring J. Cole", "danceability":0.47, "valence":0.248, "speechiness":0.32, "fres":91.6033026516, "vocabComplex":0.3698030635, "sentenceLength":91.6, "avgSyllable":0.997311828, "lyrics":"Most Popular Scribes\n2,500,000+ views\n (8)\n\u2022 \n\"GOOBA\"\n - 6ix9ine \n| 4,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"As It Was\"\n -\u2005Harry\u2005Styles \n| 3,8\u2005million+\n\u2022 \n\"The Box\"\n - Roddy Ricch\u2005\n| 3,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"cardigan\"\n - Taylor Swift \n|\n \n3,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"deja vu\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"good 4 u\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 2,7 million+\n\u2022 \n\"MONTERO (CMBYN)\"\n - Lil Nas X \n| 2,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Good Days\"\n - SZA \n|\n \n2,5 million+\n2,500,000 - 1,000,000 views\n (27)\n\u2022 \n\"Life Is Good\"\n - Future \nft. Drake\n \n|\n \n2,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"After Hours\"\n - The Weeknd \n|\n \n2,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Yummy\"\n - Justin Bieber \n|\n \n2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Leave The Door Open\"\n - Silk Sonic \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Stuck With U\"\n - JB & Ariana Grande \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"family ties\"\n - Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Off The Grid\"\n - Kanye West \nft. Carti & Fivio Foreign\n \n| 2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Body (Remix)\"\n - Russ Millions & T. Wayne \n| 1,8 million+\n\u2022 \n\"No Time To Die\"\n - Billie Eilish \n|\n \n1,8 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Slut!\"\n - Taylor Swift \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"willow\"\n - Taylor Swift \n|\n \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Wow.\"\n - Post Malone \n|\n \n1,6 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Peaches\"\n - Justin Bieber \nft. Daniel Caesar & GIVEON\n \n| 1,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Kiss Me More\"\n - Doja Cat \nft. SZA\n \n| 1,5 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Laugh Now Cry Later\"\n - Drake \nft. Lil Durk\n \n|\n \n1,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Slime You Out\"\n - Drake \nft. SZA\n \n| 1,4 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Sprinter\"\n - Dave & Central Cee \n1,2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Savage Remix\"\n - Megan Stallion \nft. Beyonc\u00e9\n \n|\n \n1,2 million+\n\u2022 \n\"POPSTAR\"\n - DJ Khaled & Drake \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"TROLLZ\"\n - 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj \n|\n \n1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Holy\"\n - Justin Bieber \nft. Chance The Rapper\n \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Boy's a liar pt. 2\"\n - PinkPantheress & Ice Spice \n| 1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Myron\"\n - Lil Uzi Vert \n|\n \n1,1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Hollywood's Bleeding\"\n - Post Malone \n|\n \n1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"Say So (Remix)\"\n - Doja Cat \nft. Nicki Minaj\n \n|\n \n1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"THE SCOTTS\"\n - Travis Scott & Kid Cudi \n| 1 million+\n\u2022 \n\"brutal\"\n - Olivia Rodrigo \n| 1 million+", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"5BmB3OaQyYXCqRyN8iR2Yi", "title":"Slut Me Out", "artist":"NLE Choppa", "danceability":0.938, "valence":0.706, "speechiness":0.419, "fres":96.7256697076, "vocabComplex":0.36492891, "sentenceLength":60.2857142857, "avgSyllable":2.1335403727, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nYeah, ETB\nWhy you being weird to me?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAyy, rip off my shirt if you love me (Love me)\nSpit in my face when you fuck me (Fuck me)\nPlay with my gooch while you suck me (Suck me)\nEat the dick like you was ugly\nI mean, hold on, wait\nWhere your friend? Bring your buddy (Your buddy)\nI don't think that you enoughie (Enoughie)\nHer favorite thing to say is, \"Cuff me\"\n[Chorus]\nSlut me out (Out), slut me out (Out)\nSlut (Slut), slut (Slut), slut me out\n[Post-Chorus]\nRip off my shirt if you love me (Sexy)\nSpit in my face when you fuck me (Come sex me)\nPlay with my gooch while you suck me (Don't text me)\nEat the dick like you was ugly\n[Verse]\nBig dick energy, I give it (I give it)\nDon't believe me, then come feel it (Come feel it)\nGon' put this here in your kidney, please\nAnd hush it like some kidney beans\nSuck my balls, come chickpea me\nWhy you being weird to me? (Weird to me)\nPut your ass in my face 'til I get pink eye\nFuck you anywhere, I'm that type guy (That type guy)\nAt the church, on the plane, at the basketball game\nI don't care, I'ma bust my nut 'til I die ('Til I die)\nWhat position do I like? All of 'em, baby (Baby)\nPut it on camera, masturbate to it later (To it later)\nEver sucked a vegan dick? Baby, come taste me\nPromise that my nut taste like sugar gravy\nDon't cum quick, I control my bladder (Control my bladder)\nDick real big, come climb my ladder (My ladder)\nFat coochies, little coochies, all coochies matter (They matter)\nAss real fat, I can make it get fatter (Fatter)\nWanna see a magic trick? Bend over backwards (Over backwards)\nMeat to meat, wall to wall\nCoochie to my balls, dawg", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"3Ua0m0YmEjrMi9XErKcNiR", "title":"Like Crazy", "artist":"Jimin", "danceability":0.629, "valence":0.362, "speechiness":0.0419, "fres":101.5755263158, "vocabComplex":0.7735849057, "sentenceLength":53.0, "avgSyllable":1.2875, "lyrics":"[\uc9c0\ubbfc \"Like Crazy\" \uac00\uc0ac]\n[Intro]\n(I think we could last forever\nI'm afraid that everything will disappear\nJust trust me)\n[Verse 1]\nShe's saying\nBaby, \uc0dd\uac01\ud558\uc9c0 \ub9c8\nThere's not a bad thing here tonight\nBaby, \ub5a0\ub098\ub3c4 \uc88b\uc544\n\uc788\uc5b4 \uc918 \uc624\ub298\uae4c\uc9c0\ub9cc\n[Verse 2]\nWatch me go\n\ub0a0 \uc801\uc154 \ubc24\uc0c8\ub3c4\ub85d (Away)\n\uc544\uce68\ub3c4\n\ucde8\ud574\uc11c \uc624\uc9c0 \uc54a\uac8c\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\uc2dc\ub044\ub7ec\uc6b4 \uc74c\uc545 \uc18d\uc5d0\n\ud76c\ubbf8\ud574\uc9c4 \ub098\n\ub4dc\ub77c\ub9c8 \uac19\uc740 \ubed4\ud55c story\n\uc775\uc219\ud574\uc838 \uac00\n\ub124\uac00 \uc54c\ub358 \ub098\ub97c \ucc3e\uae30\uc5d4 \uba40\ub9ac \uc628 \uac78\uae4c?\nYeah, I know\nYou know, I know (Ooh)", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"142PiXzA84lmEw2RstFHFa", "title":"Supernatural", "artist":"Ariana Grande", "danceability":0.57, "valence":0.519, "speechiness":0.104, "fres":88.3119285714, "vocabComplex":0.3459459459, "sentenceLength":92.5, "avgSyllable":2.427480916, "lyrics":"[Intro]\n(This love's possessin' me, but I don't mind at all)\n(It's taking over me, don't wanna fight the fall)\n[Verse 1]\nDon't want nobody else around me\nJust need you right here\nYou're like the only thing that I see\nIt's \ncrystal-clear\n, and I\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI want you to come claim it, I do\nWhat are you waiting for?\nYeah, I want you to name it, I do\nWant you to make it yours\n[Chorus]\nIt's like supernatural\nThis love's possessin' me, but I don't mind at all\nIt's like supernatural\nIt's takin' over me, don't wanna fight the fall\nIt's like supernatural\n(This love's possessin' me, but I don't mind at all) Mm\nIt's like supernatural (Oh)\n(This love's possessin' me, but I don't mind at all) Mm", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"6NQchnlpozM5o4n6WfDznd", "title":"Christmastime Is Here", "artist":"Vince Guaraldi Trio", "danceability":0.336, "valence":0.102, "speechiness":0.0327, "fres":73.1844886364, "vocabComplex":0.7093023256, "sentenceLength":86.0, "avgSyllable":3.4, "lyrics":"[Verse 1]\nChristmastime is here\nHappiness and cheer\nFun for all that children call\nTheir favorite time of year\n[Verse 2]\nSnowflakes in the air\nCarols everywhere\nOlden times and ancient rhymes\nOf love and dreams to share\n[Bridge]\nSleigh bells in the air\nBeauty everywhere\nYuletide by the fireside\nAnd joyful memories there\n[Verse 3]\nChristmastime is here\nFamilies drawing near\nOh, that we could always see\nSuch spirit through the year\n[Piano Solo]", "lang":"en" }, { "id":"1kCVncgHcTEICcK3fG63jR", "title":"Come See Me", "artist":"Rod Wave", "danceability":0.47, "valence":0.193, "speechiness":0.245, "fres":97.8333461047, "vocabComplex":0.4671532847, "sentenceLength":137.0, "avgSyllable":2.3803418803, "lyrics":"[Intro]\nI don't know if you love me anymore\nI don't know if you love me like before\nJust tell me when to let go\nBaby, tell me when to let go\nDesirez beats\nLook, look, mm\n[Verse]\nMy momma told me to make it work\nBut Usher told me to let it burn\nI used to see you call my phone and get butterflies\nThese days, my stomach turn\nI don't know why I think about you all the time\nI was hopin' this is love and you ain't just down for the ride\nTell me what could make a grown man lay down and cry?\nMaybe what he thought was real lov\u0435, he watched die\nProbl\u0435ms drive me insane, shit been wreckin' my brain (Brain)\nI've been poppin' these Percocets to cope with the pain (Uh-huh)\nEveryone think the root of my problem is a broken heart (Heart)\nBut, ever since a juvenile, I been lonely and lost (Yeah)\nAnd you know when you met me, I didn't do drugs at all (At all)\nBut got a dose of your love, hooked like Fentanyl (Fentanyl)\nThey say the later you wait to quit, the harder you fall (You fall)\nYou took me to your mountain tip and then you threw me off\nAnd then you threw me off\nOh, and then you threw me off\nThrew me off (\nDesirez beats\n)", "lang":"en" } ]