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Be Afraid!
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Be Afraid! fue lanzado el 16 de octubre de 2020 por UNCLE HOWIE RECORDS como parte del álbum Be Afraid! - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento16 de octubre de 2020
Sello discográficoUNCLE HOWIE RECORDS
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM87

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Breeze Brewin
Breeze Brewin
Intérprete
ILL BILL
ILL BILL
Intérprete
Conway the Machine
Conway the Machine
Intérprete
Juggaknots
Juggaknots
Intérprete
Pharoahe Monch
Pharoahe Monch
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
William Braunstein
William Braunstein
Autoría
D Price
D Price
Autoría
Troy Donald Jamerson
Troy Donald Jamerson
Autoría
G. Bonvissuto
G. Bonvissuto
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Furio
Furio
Producción

Letra

Be afraid is your best option
Your brain on the wall, your eyes on your desk watchin'
Versace chopsticks and rock shrimps the top chefs
Experts at makin' Pyrex stretch
El Magico all it take is half a shotty to catch a body
He had the fuckin' silencer wrapped up like a salami
Shot three of you's, sounded like a baby sneeze
Stick trigger fully automatic baby squeeze
I sent shooters on scooters
Snipers on motorcycles, cruisers out of Ubers (out of Ubers)
Plus I supplied the Rugers
UZI's, Llamas and Lugers, Illuminati Palooza (Illuminati Palooza)
Plus, I don't know how you maneuver
Make a move, I'll leave your fuckin' head smokin' like a Hookah
(Like a Hookah)
Give your dome piece a crew-cut
It'll happen so fast you won't even know who or what (who or what)
(Be Afraid!)
Look, thirty shot Mac, violators perish
Got in the game with a flow that **** obviously cherished
Jump out the Masi the shit on my necklace about a hundred carats (talk to 'em!)
Hand on my shotty, and I'm probably finna air it (boom boom boom!)
I shit on anything **** send me to spit on (ah!)
Any **** get out of line, I dump a clip on
Before rap, I was in them kitchens getting' my mix on
Carpal tunnel all in my wrist from getting my whip on
I'm realer than the rappers you deem to be real ****
You call 'em big homies, to me, he a lil' **** (ha!)
If it's smoke, I ain't never too busy to deal with ya
But I call Lil' Brody and ensure that you killed quicker
Spill liquor, still pictures on light poles (huh)
Drum all in the stick, it ain't heavy, that's the light pole
Send peace on your head, yeah, I know the price low
They wanna make sure it's done before the end of the night tho
Machine, alright yo? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (be Afraid!)
Spit that fire from the pit of my soul, it's never debatable
Your bio is degrading, thank God it's biodegradable
You need to sell pork sausages in a Synagogue, look
All my dogs are cold, the Iditarod
And that there is a Klondike bar
For any female MC asking me for sixteens, I'm like
What would you do for this Klondike bar
Slam any MC on the concrete you consider hard
Thought any scheme, but guessed to God a worthy plan
Shit on any so-called King and Queen
Leave to the latrine then I deal you a dirty hand
You should be afraid, you should be very afraid
Try to escape, I will mutilate you in various ways
When the chariot swing down, I'll make the chariot stay
And prayin' for Vibranium to destroy the Aryan Hoods with
Gymstar no cardio, no facelift (be Afraid!)
Let go, be afraid be afraid!
We may have the stones!
You all taste so much better when you're afraid afraid
Right bev kill it, kill it!
Oh you are priceless brat I am eternal child
I am the eater of worlds, and of children, and you are next!
This is battery acid, you slime!
Written by: D Price, G. Bonvissuto, Troy Donald Jamerson, William Braunstein
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