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Crazy Avery
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Crazy Avery fue lanzado el 12 de diciembre de 2025 por Drumwork Music Group LLC como parte del álbum You Can't Kill God With Bullets
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Fecha de lanzamiento12 de diciembre de 2025
Sello discográficoDrumwork Music Group LLC
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM78

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Conway the Machine
Conway the Machine
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Demond Price
Demond Price
Letra
Producción e ingeniería
Demond Price
Demond Price
Producción ejecutiva
Jannique Heard
Jannique Heard
Dirección creativa
Chad Kemp
Chad Kemp
Ingeniería de grabación
Mark Christensen
Mark Christensen
Masterización
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producción
Sonny "Carson" Tudeme
Sonny "Carson" Tudeme
Ingeniería de mezcla
Cory "KNDRX" Kennedy
Cory "KNDRX" Kennedy
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[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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