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Judas
Hip-Hop/Rap
Judas was released on April 27, 2026 by Moody Mac as a part of the album Dear Nobody
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Release DateApril 27, 2026
LabelMoody Mac
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moody Mac
Moody Mac
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Moody
Brian Moody
Composer

Lyrics

Fuckin'
What them **** told you?
Oh Head, Oh Head told me one time
He was like
"The mind is a terrible thing to waste"
I was like "Aight, aight ****
I feel you though"
I ain't gonna waste my mind or the time
I'ma grind for the shine
Headed to the court, I don't talk like a mime
Ready for the war, got the blinds open wide
As I'm finding the vibe, just sit back and recline
I got time, look him in his eyes, no blinking
Body language saying he hating but what's the reason?
I'm just in here minding my business, you **** leeching
If all you really come from the trenches then I'm a vegan
I'm sneezing, gray and white J's on the get up
And I know some people that hang around with the killers
And I know some people that hang around with the realest
If you don't recognize, I ain't expecting for you to get it
I'm finished, nah, let me double on back
'Cause the matter of the fact is you sleeping and you napping
It's drastic, the level that you go to to break down
Hit me on the celly but don't call me on no FaceTime
It's bassline, tattoos itching from the needle
It's on when I see you, position will be the fetal
And your girl on the line, she practicing with them kegels
And I swerved on them ****
It's a movie but not the Regal
Bitch I see you, Judas on the cheek with a kiss
And I'm in the kitchen, I'm whipping up on the wrist
All black fit, I'm stepping out with the drip
And I told her I was coming, I'm hitting her with the switch
What it is? I can tell my movements scare you
Jump fuck **** 'cause I know you not prepared to
Be careful, sipping on a Mai Tai cocktail
I just went to Paris, I was chilling at the Eiffel
You the type of person to get tatted with the tribal
You the type of person to get labeled as a side hoe
You the type of person to get labeled a disciple
Then pull up on your boy and watch them laws crucify him
Try him, I'm hotter than the heater in the summer
Radiator up, burn gas like a Hummer
Thunder meet a dash, run fast 'cause I'm coming
Moving with the bag and her ass, put my thumb in
I'm jumping, off the top floor, no parachute
Dumb sick with it, pouring up a cup of Theraflu
Embarrass you, take 'em to the heights I've witnessed
Third string player on the sidelines tripping
It's different, taking all this time for myself now
Focused on the mind and I'm blind to the meltdowns
Open up her best breaststroke, Michael Phelps now
I was eighteen, took a flight and I left town
Snakes in the grass, I don't fuck with them reptiles
She gotta have my baby, I don't fuck with them stepchilds
And I know her **** got a case of erectile
So when I come over I just hit her with the blick, blaow
Written by: Brian Moody
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