BE AFRAID!

[Verse 1: ILL BILL] Be afraid is your best option Your brain on the wall, your eyes on the 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 Plus I supplied the Rugers UZI’s, Llamas and Lugers, Illuminati Palooza Plus I don't know how you maneuver Make a move, I’ll leave your fuckin’ head smokin’ like a Hookah Give your dome piece a crew-cut It’ll happen so fast you won’t even know who or what [Interlude] Be Afraid! [Verse 2: Conway the Machine] Look, thirty shot MAC, violators perish (Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!) Got in the game with a flow that niggas obviously cherished (Huh) 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 boom!) I shit on anything niggas send me to spit on (Ah!) Any niggas get out of line, I dump a clip on (Brr!) 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 them rappers you deem to be real niggas You call ‘em big homie, to me he a lil’ nigga (Haaah!) 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 Ten piece on your head, yeah, I know the price low They wanna make sure it’s done before the end of the night though (Hahahaja!) Machine, alright, yo? Yeah [Interlude] Be Afraid! [Verse 3: Pharoahe Monch] 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 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 [Interlude] Be Afraid! I.T :- That's it, let go, be afraid be afraid! Bill :- We may have the stones! I.T :- You all taste so much better when you're afraid afraid Bill :- Right, Bev, kill it, kill it! I.T Kill, hack, uh-huh, oh you're a priceless brat, I am eternal child I am the eater of worlds, and of children, and you are next! Eddie :- This is battery acid, you slime!