Be Afraid! – ILL BILL, Conway the Machine & Pharoahe Monch: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

ILL BILL, Conway the Machine & Pharoahe Monch

Be Afraid!

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór Be Afraid! został wydany 16 października 2020 przez UNCLE HOWIE RECORDS jako część albumu Be Afraid! - Single

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumBe Afraid! - Single

Data wydania16 października 2020

WytwórniaUNCLE HOWIE RECORDS

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM87

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Breeze Brewin

Performer

ILL BILL

Performer

Conway the Machine

Conway the Machine

Performer

Juggaknots

Performer

Pharoahe Monch

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

William Braunstein

William Braunstein

Songwriter

D Price

Songwriter

Troy Donald Jamerson

Troy Donald Jamerson

Songwriter

G. Bonvissuto

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Furio

Producer

Tekst Utworu

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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