In 2012, Conway was shot in the neck and shoulder;[4] his face was partially paralyzed, giving him a signature slur. He released his debut studio album, From King to a GOD in 2020, followed by God Don't Make Mistakes released in 2022.
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Bang
Conway the Machine Lyrics
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Uh
(Brr, brr, brr)
(Brr, brr, brr)
Machine
(Brr)
It's not a game, nigga (brr, brr)
It's not a fuckin' game, nigga (brr, brr, brr)
Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
Say what I wanna say, and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (ah)
Tuck my fifth, don't hesitate to bust my shit
I tell you niggas like Kyrie, "Suck my dick" (haha)
I don't trust a soul, I don't even trust my bitch (uh-uh)
Before I fall in love, I'd rather cut my wrist (ah)
I sweat Ace of Spades, nigga, that's how much I sip
Body a rap nigga quick before the Dutch got twist
(Ayo, let's roll somethin')
Yeah, the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing (uh-huh)
Chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things (brr)
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team (uh-huh)
On my mama, I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (hahaha)
Everything I jot is mean, how you gon' stop Machine?
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang (boom boom)
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled the 'caine
Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (woo)
My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim
I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game (ah)
Bricks are off-white, I imported some (uh-huh)
Whippin' all night until the mornin' come (all night, nigga)
Still pitchin' long nights until my fortune come
That's big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s, uh
Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (this shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (this shit a game) (oh word?)
Ayo, they think this shit a game
Until I pull up, let it ring, nigga (let it ring, nigga)
Until I pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
Until I pull up, let it ring
Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (this shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (this shit a game, huh?)
Ayo, they think this shit a game
Until I pull up, let it bang, nigga (let it bang, nigga)
Until I pull up, let it bang (let it bang) (boom, boom, boom)
Until I pull up, let it (boom)
I used to be a man of the people
Hit the clubs and mingle (what up?)
Used to dream one day I'd be fuckin' pink like a flamingo (pink)
That was back when I smoked Canibus
Man, but it was tough, 'cause I was a fan of his
So it sucked to hand him his ass, but
Yeah, lookin' back on my feuds
How me and Ja Rule almost got cool
'Cause we shot pool back in '01
Was it '02? I don't know, but
Something told me fuckin' not to
Then we got stuck in high school, I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
And every career I might've killed, sometimes I say a prayer and I
Wonder is there a heaven for a G? And if so, is the sanctuary nice?
Studios for rap like Coolio, shootin' craps at gangster's paradise
Huh, here a mic, there a mic
Everywhere a mic, share and share alike
But just don't compare alike
Instead of comparin' me, pick a fair fight
Compare me to lightnin', that similarity's strikin'
Compare me to Jaws
Compare me to Manson, Marilyn or Charles
Compare me to Nas, Biggie, or Pac
Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch
Or all this fuckin' Milli Vanilli hip-hop
This is where all that silly shit stops
Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
The semi, the Glock, 9 millis get cocked, I'm sending a shot
Don't come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me to Diggity-Das, yah
I'm hickity-hitting it raw, ha
In the trailer park (haha)
Told her I'd play the part like Kanan Stark's
Ate her twat like a Tater Tot, oh shit
Get the strap like a trainin' bra
Lunchtime like at eight-o'clock
But Shady's not for the faint of heart
Goin' at these pricks like Lorena Bobbitt
Y'all want drama, we can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans
Y'all lookin' at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God
Slim whip, Westside, and Conway are not playin'
I cock back, aim, and I spray you like (boom)
Conway the Machine's song "Bang" is a representation of his rap style, often covering topics such as wealth, violence, and bravado. The first verse comprises an expression of Conway's ruthlessness and unwillingness to tolerate any form of disrespect. He boasts his lavish lifestyle and declares his love for Ace of Spades, a high-end champagne. Additionally, he also claims to keep his firearm nearby and not to care about anyone else except himself. Truly, this verse reflects the reality of street life, where one's survival heavily relies on how well one can safeguard themselves.
The second verse is a showcase of Conway the Machine's exceptional lyrical ability. The song shifts from bragging about his wealth and power to a stream-of-consciousness monologue, where he mentions his feud with Ja Rule and overcoming smoking marijuana. He then talks about the rappers he has defeated in the past and compares himself to legendary figures such as Charles Manson and Nas. He also disses Iggy Azalea and Milli Vanilli and sends a strong message to the current state of hip-hop.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
I rely on illegal activities, using Arm & Hammer as a disguise, to enhance my drug supply
Say what I wanna say, and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (ah)
I speak my mind fearlessly because I have accumulated substantial wealth
Tuck my fifth, don't hesitate to bust my shit
I carry a concealed weapon at all times and won't hesitate to use it
I tell you niggas like Kyrie, 'Suck my dick'
I assert my dominance over others with the same confidence as Kyrie Irving
I don't trust a soul, I don't even trust my bitch (uh-uh)
I have trust issues and don't even trust my own partner
Before I fall in love, I'd rather cut my wrist (ah)
I would rather harm myself than allow myself to experience love
I sweat Ace of Spades, nigga, that's how much I sip
I consume extravagant amounts of Ace of Spades champagne
Body a rap nigga quick before the Dutch got twist
I defeat other rappers effortlessly before they even get a chance to retaliate
Yeah, the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing (uh-huh)
When I fire my shotgun, it is not a casual occurrence
Chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things (brr)
My associates are skilled at causing harm and violence
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team (uh-huh)
I am affiliated with a crew known for committing robberies
On my mama, I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (hahaha)
I have never worn a specific brand of jeans called Robin, and I find it amusing
Everything I jot is mean, how you gon' stop Machine?
All my lyrics are aggressive and impactful, making it impossible to undermine my talent
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
My reputation and fame resonate as strongly as the sounds of a slot machine in Las Vegas
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
I carry a MAC-10 firearm in my waistband, wearing expensive Helmut Lang clothing
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang (boom boom)
If I shoot, the impact will leave your body lifeless, causing your head to hang limp
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled the 'caine
I used a Hellmann's mayonnaise jar to mix and distribute cocaine
Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (woo)
After processing the cocaine, I prepare it for sale by packaging it in cellophane
My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim
My hired gunman is extremely accurate, like basketball player Damian Lillard shooting from the elbow
I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game (ah)
I came up with this clever line while watching a basketball game from a prime courtside seat
Bricks are off-white, I imported some (uh-huh)
The drugs I deal with are high-quality and imported, just like Off-White merchandise
Whippin' all night until the mornin' come (all night, nigga)
I continue to cook and sell drugs throughout the night until morning arrives
Still pitchin' long nights until my fortune come
I persistently engage in drug dealing until I am able to achieve financial success
That's big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s, uh
I am earning substantial amounts of money through illegal activities, just like the expensive Off-White Jordan 1 sneakers
Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (this shit a game, nigga)
Others believe that my criminal lifestyle is a mere game or joke
Until I pull up, let it ring, nigga (let it ring, nigga)
Their misconception will be shattered when I arrive and engage in violent actions
Until I pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
They will witness the consequences of underestimating me when I arrive and unleash chaos
Until I pull up, let it ring
They will learn the hard way when I arrive and cause havoc
I used to be a man of the people
I used to be relatable and connected with the common folk
Hit the clubs and mingle (what up?)
I would frequent nightclubs and socialize with others
Used to dream one day I'd be fuckin' pink like a flamingo (pink)
I used to have aspirations of achieving fame and wealth, represented metaphorically as being sexually involved with a pink flamingo
That was back when I smoked Canibus
During that time, I used to consume drugs, particularly referring to smoking cannabis
Man, but it was tough, 'cause I was a fan of his
However, it was difficult for me because I was a fan of the rapper Canibus
So it sucked to hand him his ass, but
It was challenging and unpleasant for me to defeat him in a rap battle
Yeah, lookin' back on my feuds
Reflecting on past conflicts and rivalries
How me and Ja Rule almost got cool
Revealing that there was a possibility of establishing a positive relationship with Ja Rule despite their past tensions
'Cause we shot pool back in '01
They bonded over playing pool together in the year 2001
Was it '02? I don't know, but
Uncertain about the exact year, indicating that it may not be significant
Something told me fuckin' not to
However, intuition guided me to avoid pursuing a friendship with Ja Rule
Then we got stuck in high school, I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Their relationship took a negative turn, as Conway metaphorically suggests he inserted an Oscar statuette into Ja Rule's anus as an act of dominance and humiliation
Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
Every night, I reflect upon my victories over other rappers, figuratively killing their careers and burying them
And every career I might've killed, sometimes I say a prayer and I
I acknowledge the impact I've had on potentially ending the careers of other artists, reflecting on it with a mix of remorse and gratitude
Wonder is there a heaven for a G? And if so, is the sanctuary nice?
I ponder if there is a heavenly afterlife for individuals like me involved in gangster activities, and if so, how pleasant it would be
Studios for rap like Coolio, shootin' craps at gangster's paradise
I compare recording studios to Coolio's song 'Gangsta's Paradise,' emphasizing the dangerous and risky behavior prevalent in the rap industry
Huh, here a mic, there a mic
There are microphones everywhere, symbolizing the abundance of rap opportunities
Everywhere a mic, share and share alike
Microphones are readily available to be used by anyone, encouraging equal opportunity
But just don't compare alike
However, it is important not to compare me to others without considering my uniqueness
Instead of comparin' me, pick a fair fight
Instead of making unfair comparisons, challenge me in a fair competition or battle
Compare me to lightnin', that similarity's strikin'
If comparisons must be made, compare me to lightning due to its striking and powerful nature
Compare me to Jaws
Compare me to the iconic shark from the movie 'Jaws,' known for its aggressive and relentless nature
Compare me to Manson, Marilyn or Charles
Compare me to notorious figures like Marilyn Manson or Charles Manson, known for their notoriety and controversial actions
Compare me to Nas, Biggie, or Pac
Compare me to legendary rappers like Nas, The Notorious B.I.G., or Tupac Shakur, emphasizing my impact and talent
Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch
I strongly reject any comparison to the rapper Iggy Azalea, considering her unworthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me
Or all this fuckin' Milli Vanilli hip-hop
I dismiss and condemn all the fraudulent and inauthentic elements of modern hip-hop music
This is where all that silly shit stops
I declare that the foolish and superficial aspects of the genre come to an end with my presence
Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
Compare me to the gun that inspired these lyrics, indicating my role as a catalyst for introspection and critical thinking
The semi, the Glock, 9 millis get cocked, I'm sending a shot
I arm myself with semi-automatic handguns, preparing to retaliate and harm my enemies
Don't come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Don't approach me with superficial and boastful lyrics, attempting to impress or intimidate
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
I challenge others to compare me to Meek Mill, warning that those who engage in reckless and showy behavior will face consequences
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
I systematically dismantle and defeat weaker opponents one by one, like removing scabs from a wound
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
After being defeated by me, they will return to their lives feeling embarrassed and defeated, metaphorically suggesting their encounter with Nicki Minaj won't be pleasant
Compare me to Diggity-Das, yah
Compare me to the iconic rapper Das EFX, known for his distinctive style and lyrical ability
I'm hickity-hitting it raw, ha
I deliver my raps in a raw and unfiltered manner, emphasizing my authenticity and skill
In the trailer park (haha)
I come from a humble background, specifically referencing a trailer park
Told her I'd play the part like Kanan Stark's
I assured a woman that I would act like the character Kanan Stark from the TV show 'Power,' known for his ruthless and cunning nature
Ate her twat like a Tater Tot, oh shit
I performed oral sex on her aggressively and enthusiastically, using a metaphor comparing it to devouring a Tater Tot
Get the strap like a trainin' bra
I obtain weapons for protection, comparing it to a training bra that offers support and security
Lunchtime like at eight-o'clock
I engage in activities typically associated with lunchtime, but at an unconventional hour, suggesting I am always ready and in control
But Shady's not for the faint of heart
My alter ego, Shady, is not suitable for those who are easily frightened or weak-willed
Goin' at these pricks like Lorena Bobbitt
I aggressively attack my enemies, evoking the image of Lorena Bobbitt, who infamously severed her husband's penis with a knife
Y'all want drama, we can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans
If others desire conflict or drama, I am capable of creating a frightening and intense scenario, similar to the movie 'Scary Movie' produced by Marlon Wayans
Y'all lookin' at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God
I metaphorically suggest that I have destroyed and ruined the reputation of Charlamagne tha God, a popular radio personality known for controversial remarks
Slim whip, Westside, and Conway are not playin'
My crew, consisting of Slim Shady (Eminem), Westside Gunn, and myself (Conway), are serious and not to be underestimated
I cock back, aim, and I spray you like (boom)
I prepare my weapon, take aim, and unleash a barrage of gunfire, symbolizing my deadly abilities
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Desmond Price, Alvin Lamar Worthy, Jeremie Pennick, Marshall Mathers
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@daddywalker6133
The leaked version eminem killed it out now lol
@gloomsouls
"Compare me to lightnin', that similaritie's strikin'"
@lemueldorcely3676
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@johngarycordova9800
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@ChloefileFIN
Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch :D
@Kgomotso_Mphahlele
The leaked version brought me hereπ₯
@ml3846
We had it on other channels, but no better place to listen to the tune than from the man himself
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