Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
enemyX
Performer
Jinx
Performer
Cryptic-X
Performer
Dirt nasty Beats
Vocals
Kid Corduroy
Performer
STOOKY
Performer
Populus
Performer
Komatose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Jenkins
Lyrics
Bryan Jenkins
Lyrics
Keanu Jenkins
Lyrics
Austin Nordman
Lyrics
Sam Rocha
Lyrics
Wyatt Bernal
Lyrics
Jess Freeman
Lyrics
Gabriel Cox
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dirt nasty Beats
Producer
Bryan Jenkins
Mixing Engineer
Gabriel Cox
Producer
Lyrics
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now
This a shake down, this a shake down
This a shake down, this a shake down
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now
This a shake down, this a shake down
This a shake down, this a shake down
Shake 'em up, and break 'em in a circle of wolves
Best interest is paying up like union dues (pay me)
Playing money, or your life it's time to fucking lose
Gave you freedom of choice, so bitch it's time to fucking choose (sorry)
Money for the need of it, murder for the art of it
I'm sorry, it was dark, but thanks to you for being part of it (thanks mom)
You're in the hands of a crew that ain't no novices
A bunch of kids hittin' licks swerving off a vodka fifth
Swerving off that shit feeling hella malevolent
Bitch, we're doing shit, not even the fucking devil did
Shaking down while car alarms are hard as shit
Smoke a blunt in one hit, that's why I'm always coughing bitch
Populus popping the poppin' clicks and novices
Making examples out of little whiney richy-bitch
Beating up basins get it hot, and then we take it in
Crashing down the glass house, stones of which we're breaking in
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now
This a shake down, this a shake down
This a shake down, this a shake down
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now (uh-huh)
This a shake down, this a shake down (shake down)
This a shake down, this a shake down
And when they see me, I do believe, he just pissed his pants
Bitch, this ain't Yonkers wanna see my Oscar Mayer Weiner dance
Blood-red, blue light through the threshold, so many think they special
I'ma sit here dance with the devil blaring death metal
So many say they ready ten toes, but miss they chance
Got a lot of people questioning peeking over my fence
I'm the rap game Tim Allen ho! No face cold case
Call me Wilson something like a castaway
Okay, I hop in this shit, and I shake down
Feeling like Populus, I get to poppin' shit
Swinging it up to your playground
Had to dissect a little motherfucker
Cutting him up in the pit it's a breakdown
And runnin' it back to the past when they was on dick
But watch what they say now
KFR shaking, we're breaking it bag on my head
Swear to God I ain't missin'
Since I'm running out on the clock it gets ticking (yeah, yeah)
I took your wood then run to your hood
Swear to God I had to put my lil' stick in (I had to put my lil stick in)
Had to go run up the motherfucking digits
Load up the tree in the blunt, and I'm Swishin'
Tryna hop on my wave, but then they talk shit
Got 'em stuck wishing they didn't
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now
This a shake down, this a shake down
This a shake down, this a shake down
Let them shake now, let them shake now
Let them shake now, let them shake now
This a shake down, this a shake down
This a shake down, this a shake down
Buncha Looney toons creeping the pews, tryna preach at you
Preacher dude probably acting lewd in his secret room
Sneak in through the back, and put the barrel to his front
Tell him it was just the ghost don't blame the father or the son
It's hard to say, I'm fine with all this murder on my mind
For everyone that disappeared you'll find a dozen in the mines
Either hanging from a cross or with a circlet made of vines
I agree with you, it's dark but nah I wouldn't call 'em crimes
Got more green than the arrow, and I'm swinging with the bat man
Knees looking narrow, and his feet are in the trash can
See like a pharaoh, watch him bleed on a cat scan
Full wheelbarrow digging deeper than his cats can
We've been letting you slide for too long
You could fertilize the nation with shit that our crew on
If we could make an observation? The fit that you threw on
Didn't save the other guy, we still here and that dudes gone
Ain't it evident when Omaha slasher and revenant smash you into sediment
Buried alive only hope to survive gotta dig out, dig out, dig out
Ain't it evident when Omaha slasher, and revenant smash you into sediment
Buried alive only hope to survive gotta dig out, dig out, dig out
You wish I was gone, but I'm a terminal disease
No matter what you do you can't get rid of the sleaze
I constrict I squeeze let you fall to your knees
You gasp you wheeze and it's hard to breathe
You best believe everything you perceive
Is the end of the road, I think you know where it leads
I eat what I sees and what I see likes to bleed
I'm just a stranger in the night looking for another light to feed
You can't stop me, so just call me Arthur Allen
It's the pumpkin face phantom taking kids down at random
And you know I can't stand them, so I show no compassion
That's hacking and slashing that gets me smiling and laughing
I should probably quit rapping and focus full time
I got this overwhelming urge to make a change out of dimes
Call it a crime, and point the finger at the villain
Listen if you could stop time I'd just keep on ticking
Ain't it evident when Omaha slasher and revenant smash you into sediment
Buried alive only hope to survive gotta dig out, dig out, dig out
Ain't it evident when Omaha slasher and revenant smash you into sediment
Buried alive only hope to survive gotta dig out, dig out, dig out
Written by: Anthony Jenkins, Austin Nordman, Bryan Jenkins, Gabriel Cox, Jess Freeman, Keanu Jenkins, Sam Rocha, Wyatt Bernal