音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Dilated Peoples
表演者
Babu
采样器
作曲和作词
Alan Maman
作曲家
Michael Perretta
作曲家
制作和工程
The Alchemist
制作人
Jason Bacher
录音工程师
Eddie Sancho
混音工程师
Babu
混音工程师
Bernie Grundman
母带工程师
歌词
The difference between a hero and a coward
There is no difference
At one time or another, everyone's felt fear
It's what one person does that the
Other doesn't do that makes him a hero
And I'm about to step the fuck up
Yo, panic y'all, back against the wall, feel the pressure
No way out, situation gettin' closer
Time is tickin', walls are closin'
Options narrow now, you're the one that's chosen
Adrenaline rush, master mechanic
Play your position, blow wigs back with cannons
Colors of rhythm, no option left to choose from
Cooperation concoct thoughts that's gruesome
Like locked for murder with three strikes in Houston
Or foreign countries that chop fingers for boostin'
Main objective, don't become an example
Either run or get ran, stampede or get trampled
I spit hard and respect my God
Got vision like x-rays, that's how I read your card
Yo, we got the upper hand and still play by the book
The truth is always the last place you look
It's right here, check it out
Uh oh, you feel that?
That's the crowd staring
That's the spotlights that shine that damn near blind
Sink or swim time, kid, what's your first line, huh?
I spit hardcore, administer flows
Time to panic for crews who don't rehearse for shows
'Cause yo, this year, it's time to reclaim the game
Used to sit up in the shadows and rebel against fame
Until my peeps worded me up (I have the Midas touch)
The only way to find out, to blow the fuck up
I listened, put that thought under my wing and in my brain stem
Now I think ink can bleed through paint pens
Or spray cans, dodgin' trains, it's the panic zone
East L.A. to the beach, welcome to the Terrordome
When the fear is gone, here comes artillery
To penetrate my zone takes a mind of the military
Blowin' off exotic trees from Yosemite
California's cannabis champ, dodgin' felonies
Melt my trees with heat guns, the remedy
Do what I do, you might panic and call emergency
Set your own standards, not everybody can do what we do
And we can't do what everybody else does
A lotta people get comfortable playin' follow the leader
If you wanna see change, you need to be the leader to follow
Let's make it happen
Yo, panic, abandon ship, iceberg Titanic
Time to steal fans from other groups they take for granted
The way we came up, nothin' was handed
So when we drop the mic, it's hot, pick it up, you might get branded
Might not like your plane the way we landed
But get the job done and then some, so panic
And it ain't the last, hungry from the fast
Hi-tech shit, so feel the blast
Catch the wordplay, hype says the survey
Instead of strip clubs, chop nuts Monday through Thursday
Friday through Sunday, blowin' off the runway
Ev the weatherman, use words instead of gunplay
Perfect cadence, can't catch our radar
Speak the truth, yo, don't run with traitors
Equator hot to Arctic cold
Where everything between turns green and gets sold
The Earth, you better panic
Panic, y'all
I remember when we used to have four seasons
Now it's just like one, one season all year long, man
Let's take care of this place, come on, man
What's the panic button shit?
It's the Evidence
'Bout to kill it from the West Coast to the Atlantic
Evidence, oh, Evidence, yeah
Worldwide respected, so give me mines or meet your death wish
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Panic, panic, panic, panic
Call it panic
Written by: Alan Maman, Michael Perretta


