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HALFTIME INTERLUDE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
HALFTIME INTERLUDE fue lanzado el 12 de diciembre de 2025 por Slaughter Gang, LLC/Epic Records como parte del álbum WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STREETS?
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Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
21 Savage
21 Savage
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Autoría
Ozan Yildirim
Ozan Yildirim
Autoría
Jacob Reske
Jacob Reske
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
OZ
OZ
Producción
Reske
Reske
Producción
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Ingeniería de mezcla
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Masterización
Daniel Sheehy
Daniel Sheehy
Ingeniería de grabación

Letra

[Intro]
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah, whoa
[Verse 1]
If you crossed me and you ain't dead, you better thank God
I love Johnny to death, that's why I named my son Shaad
Ain't too many **** left on the East Side that I ain't robbed
I wake up and hustle every day 'cause I done felt starved
When I was young, we stole candy, now it's homicide
On the way to splat some shit, and I caught butterflies
Streets murdered all my ****, and I'm traumatized
That's why I'm killin' all yo' ****, I can't spare nobody
[Verse 2]
Oh, you think I'm pussy 'cause I rap, huh?
You want me to leave yo' brains in yo' lap, huh?
Yo' bitch say she love my music 'cause I snap, huh?
You get mad, you picture me hittin' her from the back, huh?
Screamin', "Free him," and you know your brother a rat, huh?
Y'all gon' break and bend the G-code for them racks, huh?
I been lettin' shit slide, now I'm amped up
Everybody wanna shoot, we had to lap up
[Verse 3]
I refuse to argue with ****, I'd rather blick 'em
I refuse to re-up with ****, I'd rather strip 'em
I ain't seen yo' bitch in a minute, she gettin' thicker
I told her, "Please don't suck on my tip 'cause that shit tickle"
My youngin' lost his brother, he ain't talkin', and I feel him
I seen it in his eyes, he just wanna shoot his pistol
You say you with this gangsta shit, but ****, that come with it
The choppa in my room by the bed, lil' bruh, go get it
Way before the rap lines, used to clap mine
Leave his ass flatlined, yeah, I'm on that time
**** get they chain snatched, they never snatched mine
Crucial, where the percs at? I need a halftime
Written by: Jacob Reske, Ozan Yildirim, Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
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