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Crazy Avery
315
Hip-Hop/Rap
Crazy Avery was released on December 12, 2025 by Drumwork Music Group LLC as a part of the album You Can't Kill God With Bullets
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Release DateDecember 12, 2025
LabelDrumwork Music Group LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Conway the Machine
Conway the Machine
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demond Price
Demond Price
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demond Price
Demond Price
Executive Producer
Jannique Heard
Jannique Heard
Creative Director
Chad Kemp
Chad Kemp
Recording Engineer
Mark Christensen
Mark Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Sonny "Carson" Tudeme
Sonny "Carson" Tudeme
Mixing Engineer
Cory "KNDRX" Kennedy
Cory "KNDRX" Kennedy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Timbo, Machine
You know what the fuck is up, right?
Uh, uh
[Verse 1]
All this ice on my body can change the seasons, ****
Freezing temperatures make June feel like it can be December (Woo)
Me and C had to push to a T like Steve and Victor (Yeah)
Them DWs like Jesus pieces on East in Memphis (Talk to 'em)
Please remember, if any treason, you'll be dismembered (Uh-huh)
Beefin' with us, please reconsider, we demons, **** (I swear)
See, we some killers, you'll be deceased or at least you injured
We squeezin' triggers on shit that's big as a three-foot midget (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
Weed and liquor is the elixir, I feed my liver
The needed mixture for me to paint the completed picture (Talk)
Give me a Swisher, I need the twist-up, I need it quicker (Roll up)
I'm greedy, ****, ain't sleepin' 'til all my people richer (Facts)
For legal tender, you need a kilo, then we deliver
We beef with hitters that squeeze at you through your peephole, **** (Haha)
Transfer to Florida, I'm winnin' like I was Tebow, **** (Uh-huh)
Go read the scriptures, my mind as deep as the deepest river (Yeah)
It's spooky for rappers, teeth will quiver, your people with ya? (Uh)
Ain't reached my pinnacle yet, but on beats, I beat contenders
It's evil, ****, the game is full of deceitful ****
Your stream of digits determine if they increase your figures (Yeah)
But peep, though, ****, nobody seein' Machine, though, **** (Not at all)
My brain is PlayStation 6 and they ColecoVision (Haha)
It's ego-driven, you broke, don't wanna complete your mission (Uh-uh)
Like three, four million a year, I built me an ecosystem (Okay)
Used to be all black, face covered like we some ninjas
And breach your premises, now I chill on a beach with women (What up, baby?)
You see I'm pennin' this ether, they want a feature with him (Bet)
The leadin' all-star vote getter in the East Division
Machine, you bitches
Written by: Demond Price
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