Conway The Machine, Method Man, Big Ghost LTD, D-Styles - Scared II Death lyrics

Sigh let's get back into it nigga
Uh, y'all ready?

Machine, the one and only, Plain Jane Patek
I ain't wear the Rollie
Nigga my tux is custom Brioni you know me
See my success killing these niggas slowly
Go fuck around, turn me back to the old me
It's lonely at the top nigga
I'm the top nigga
Headliner: I'm the top biller
Stop playing with my top nigga
You know how we rock nigga, we got mops nigga
We sit ringside at fights but
We don't box nigga
This is classic material
Shout my nigga Carlos
I'm in the lab making fire
Like lighter fluid and charcoal
Ice on my neck
Even in the dark that shit really sparkle
Diddy pool party, еyeing Winnie Harlow
They starting to noticе how hard the bars go
They saying shit like "Aye C
You are a legend" but not the car though
These bum ass rap niggas can't
Even pay they car note
But rap 'bout moving so much cargo
You would think they was rich as Pablo
The training getting intense
Waiting for my release date
I've been killing em with suspense
I ain't opening for niggas no more
I'm the main event
'Cause the way a nigga been
Flowing lately ain't making sense
Spray the blick
Use my T-shirt to wipe away the prints
Then throw that motherfucker over
That old lady fence
Got that bitch, fuck her good
Ate her pussy and pay the rent
And that bitch been texting me
"What's up stranger?" ever since
Still ain't replied to the messages there
I just left her on read to mess with her head
I don't give a fuck what the next nigga said
When I could have em clipped
While I'm resting in bed
And he definitely dead
I got a check so the bread is there
For when a nigga from your hood come
Collect what I left on your head
Nigga, you know we coming right? Hehe, yeah

All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
I took the life of anybody
Tryna change what's left

Uh, yeah this the quiet before the storm and
Let this be a warning
If you don't make it through the evening
There will be no morning
They sleeping on him
Heard 'em snoring but the pen maturing
Before I die
I'ma find a word that can rhyme with orange
I been scoring back when your
Favorites was bench warming
Since Jordan, I'm the total package
I'm important
Weed coughing, we need coffins
Emcees talking
They be tossing stones but I'm
Stoned colder than Steve Austin
A straight stunter, let's
Get it straightened, i'm straight number
Straight Gutta, flow is tsunami
Put on your wave runners
Game flooded with lame buzzers that can't
Cut it like they knifes buttered
Don't play with life on a tight budget
Now easy does it or get the Man and Machine
Not a cyborg but trust ain't
Another man in my league
Since Lemon Squeeze
I got honey tugging my tee
I remind her of a Tesla
She want a plug in her B

All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
All y'all brand new niggas
Just scared to death
I took the life of anybody
Tryna change what's left