旋律性
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Valence
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舞蹈性
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能量
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制作
出演艺人
Chris Webby
表演者
制作和工程
JP on Da Track
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
Why is everyone afraid of me?
I get it, I'm fucking crazy, B
And lyrically superior to most my peers
So now no one wants to play with me
I'm just sittin' in my sandbox all alone, patiently yellin' out
[Verse 2]
Please, when is hip hop comin' back on the scene?
When is real shit gonna be showin' up on my screen?
Why these wack little kids out thinkin' they the king?
I been in these gladiator pits workin' on my swing
Call me Maximus, on every track I bust
You just ain't quick enough on the draw, ain't fast enough
To spar with Godzilla, you don't have the guts
And just to think, these the cats that used to laugh at us
And call me a fuckin' loser 'cause I sat on my computer
Just playin' Command and Conquer, now I have conquered the future
So keep on spreadin' rumors and keep on thinkin' you cooler
But you're neutered, no balls at all, comin' through, you better run
Listen, I'ma count to six before I break 'em down like I got an ounce to flip
I'll crush ya muthafuckin' skull like the mountain, bitch
And put it in a song, let the people bounce to this
I'm bringin' you the sounds you missed, that lyrical flow?
All that shit that you don't hear anymore
And you know Webby goin' sick a lot
Ammunition box full of fifty shots
And got a couple torpedoes for all these little yachts
[Verse 3]
They scared of me like I'm tuckin' a sawed-off
They know that if they steppin' up, they be in my raw thoughts
Fuck it, I'm raw, dog, pause
All I'm sayin's I don't give a fuck, I'll be comin' at all y'all
That Molotov flow, I'ma scorch the ground
I torched it down and torched 'em
Now all around, they bow to their new king as I wore the crown
They can't ignore the sounds, I'm a warrior now
And I'ma call 'em out (Why?)
'Cause fuck 'em, that's why (Oh)
The shit that y'all been bumpin' is some fuckin' trash
I will not stand and watch as my love of rap dies
So I guess I gotta be the muthafuckin' bad guy
[Verse 4]
But I wish I had some friends in this game and shit
I got 'em all scared by the flames I spit and claims I make
They thinkin' that I'm dangerous
So now nobody ever wanna play with Chris
Which is fine, I'm an only child anyway
This is how it's always been, live it every day
They see the look up in my eyes and they get afraid
So I'm all by myself as here I play
[Chorus]
Muthafuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me
They afraid of me, I know
Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself
Like it's muthafuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me
They afraid of me, I know
Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself
[Verse 5]
If rap was a video game, you'd play on G-Eazy
Me, I'm G expert mode, please believe me
Steezy, put the shit down for CT
I can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
I am the mic, the microphone killa
You got no chance like fist fightin' gorillas
And since Mac Miller unfollowed me on Twitter
I've been a little bitter, but kept on gettin' bigger
While the game ignored me, I been sippin' forties
Smokin' hella weed, watchin' Rick and Morty
Focused on my dream till that shit was morphin'
Into the real thing, now I live my story
Chris was born to rule, so I ride out the storm of wackness
Which now is the societal norm
I'm so fuckin' good at my job, I don't try anymore
It's autopilot when I go and grab the mic and record
The shit you couldn't buy in a store, indeed I flow
An animal, follow my name with E-I-O
Like Old MacDonald, try to follow as I speak, I know
I'm crazy, la vida loca, fee fi foe
Fam, you done when I come through to tape ya head
And grind ya bones into dust just to make my bread
With bacon, egg, and cheese, shit, I'm stayin' fed
And killin' everything until the fucking day I'm dead
Tryna bring that fire back, my time is gonna be
Right now, shit, I see it right in front of me
But I'm also watchin' hip-hop decline and wonderin'
How these other lyricists could stand by so comfortably
As the shit we grew up on dissolves, devolves
To what we got now, mumble rap, top of the charts
No more skill, no more soul, and no more bars
No respect for the OG's who started it all
[Verse 6]
It's almost like if you know how to rap, then it's wack to these kids
All they care about is swagger and cash
And the tats on your face and the likes on your post
Ain't no passion for the craft, all hype, it's a joke
But I'll have the last laugh 'cause I'm bound to be
A legend of the new school, you're about to see
Why everybody runnin' full speed down the street
'Cause they scared to throw it down with me
[Chorus]
It's like I'm playin' fuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know
Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself
Like it's muthafuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know
Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself
Written by: Brian Joseph Eisner, Christian Webster, Jake Anthony Procanik

