Shoot Sideways
Conway the Machine & The Alchemist Lyrics


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Uh, yeah
Brrah
Uh, yeah

Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy
Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy
Come take a dive, my demons deploy, 'ploy (uh, yo)
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
Hands in the air, or I'll shoot it sideways
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
How many times I did it my way?

Uh, hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet (ha)
Comin' at me, you better get your ratchet (go get your gun, nigga)
My lil' shooter like A.I., but he been missin' practice (rappin')
But he still scorin' on the opps and he still hittin' baskets
(doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
He with the action, still ridin' with a stick in traffic (cap)
So if it's smoke, he 'bout to have your mama pickin' caskets (ha)
I came a long way from flippin' on a pissy mattress (ha)
Now I smell the piss on the bricks when I rip the plastic (woo)
I move the powder on the side, it ain't talcum (talk to 'em)
Try to slide, you gon' die, you know the outcome (you know what's up, nigga)
Before I even got signed, or dropped an album
I was in the trap, Draco by the blinds like Malcolm (uh-huh)
Diss me, I don't respond, I ain't gon' give you the exposure (ah)
But the semi in the holster if the enemy approaches (ah)
Body shit every time Alchemist sendin' me a folder
It's a wrap for these rap niggas, literally, it's over, ah (talk to 'em)

Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy
Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy
Come take a dive, my demons deploy, 'ploy (uh, yo)
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
Hands in the air, or I'll shoot it sideways
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
How many times I did it my way?

Yeah, I'm from where you gotta fire your biscuit (ha)
Listen, I told Vanessa let me cook this brick up inside of your kitchen (let me whip this right quick)
Nigga, my environment different
Still sellin' China, it's fine and terrific, come and buy it and sniff it (cap)
Uh, my mind scientific, I'm rhymin' prolific (ha)
Uh, I'm 'bout to kill 'em this summer, God as my witness (facts)
Hit the back of your head with this iron and lift it
'Cause in my city, niggas get shot mindin' their business
Yeah, I'm in position niggas dyin' to get in
You wouldn't know what to do with it if I let you get it (hahahaha)
Every time I drop a project, I just increase the violence with it
Talkin' funeral homes, hospital visits (talk to 'em)
Yeah, I got the killers on the loose
Not stoppin' 'til the opps blood spillin' on my boots (boom, boom, boom)
In the streets or on a beat, I can kill 'em in the booth
Shooter lock 'em in the scope, he 'bout to drill 'em from the roof, ah (brr)

Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy
Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy
Come take a dive, my demons deploy, 'ploy (uh, yo)
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
Hands in the air, or I'll shoot it sideways
Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
How many times I did it my way?

Like, I ain't in this shit to just be
I'm just happy to be here, like
I need to be, I need my




I need my motherfuckin' twisted, twisted face on Mount Rushmore of hip hop
Carve my shit in, chisel me in, man

Overall Meaning

Conway the Machine's "Shoot Sideways" is a hardcore rap anthem in which the rapper reinvents the classic punk attitude of his upbringing in Buffalo: choosing a side, picking up arms, and standing up for what he believes in, whether it's righteousness or mere survival. With menacing ad-libs and tough-talk verses, Conway proclaims that he's got nothing to lose, not even a slice of his reputation, and he'll use every weapon at his disposal, from his squad of "killers on the loose" to his own microphone skills. The chorus, "Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy/ Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy/ Come take a dive, my demons deploy, 'ploy," is a warning to anyone foolish enough to cross him: you'll either fight with him or face the consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy
Choose a side or get out of the way, because I have no time for indecisiveness.


Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy
I find pleasure in killing those who threaten me with my gun.


Come take a dive, my demons deploy, 'ploy (uh, yo)
If you're not careful, you may find yourself face-to-face with my dark side.


Bum-diggy-bum, bum-diggy-bum-bay
This is the sound of my gun firing, and you don't want to be on the receiving end.


Hands in the air, or I'll shoot it sideways
Surrender now, or I'll shoot you without hesitation.


How many times I did it my way?
I've made it this far by following my own rules and not caring about anyone else's opinion.


Uh, hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet (ha)
I keep weapons and illegal substances hidden in unexpected places.


Comin' at me, you better get your ratchet (go get your gun, nigga)
If you're going to attack me, make sure you bring your own weapon.


My lil' shooter like A.I., but he been missin' practice (rappin')
My inexperienced shooter may not be perfect, but he still gets the job done.


But he still scorin' on the opps and he still hittin' baskets
Even with his flaws, my shooter is still successfully taking down my enemies.


He with the action, still ridin' with a stick in traffic (cap)
My shooter is always ready to take action, even in dangerous situations like traffic.


So if it's smoke, he 'bout to have your mama pickin' caskets (ha)
If you want to engage in violence with me, be prepared to face the terrible consequences.


I came a long way from flippin' on a pissy mattress (ha)
I've been through a lot of difficult times to get where I am now.


Now I smell the piss on the bricks when I rip the plastic (woo)
Despite my success, I still remember where I came from and the hardships I endured.


I move the powder on the side, it ain't talcum (talk to 'em)
I deal drugs on the side, and it's not baby powder.


Try to slide, you gon' die, you know the outcome (you know what's up, nigga)
If you try to mess with me, you will end up dead.


Before I even got signed, or dropped an album
I was already making moves and being successful without the help of a record label.


I was in the trap, Draco by the blinds like Malcolm (uh-huh)
I used to live in the hood and carry a gun, just like Malcolm X did.


Diss me, I don't respond, I ain't gon' give you the exposure (ah)
I don't care about petty beefs or getting attention from drama.


But the semi in the holster if the enemy approaches (ah)
Despite my lack of interest in drama, I'm always prepared to defend myself if necessary.


Body shit every time Alchemist sendin' me a folder
Whenever producer Alchemist sends me a beat, I know I'm going to kill it with my lyrics.


It's a wrap for these rap niggas, literally, it's over, ah (talk to 'em)
I'm so far ahead of my competition that it's basically game over for them.


Yeah, I'm from where you gotta fire your biscuit (ha)
I'm from a dangerous place where you need to carry a gun to protect yourself.


Listen, I told Vanessa let me cook this brick up inside of your kitchen (let me whip this right quick)
I'm comfortable with engaging in illegal activity, and even know how to manipulate others into helping me.


Nigga, my environment different
I come from a rough environment that most people wouldn't be able to handle.


Still sellin' China, it's fine and terrific, come and buy it and sniff it (cap)
I'm still dealing drugs and making a profit, and I don't care about the harmful effects it has on others.


Uh, my mind scientific, I'm rhymin' prolific (ha)
I'm very skilled at rapping and creating music, and I approach it in a very calculated, scientific way.


Uh, I'm 'bout to kill 'em this summer, God as my witness (facts)
I am confident that my upcoming music release will be a huge success and will solidify my place in the rap game.


Hit the back of your head with this iron and lift it
I'm not afraid to use violence to deal with those who threaten me or my success.


'Cause in my city, niggas get shot mindin' their business
Unfortunately, violence is a common occurrence in my hometown, and innocent bystanders often get caught in the crossfire.


Yeah, I'm in position niggas dyin' to get in
I am successful and have a lot of influence, making it difficult for others to achieve the same level of success.


You wouldn't know what to do with it if I let you get it (hahahaha)
Even if I were to give someone else the same opportunities that I have had, they wouldn't be able to handle it.


Every time I drop a project, I just increase the violence with it
My music often focuses on violence, and it seems to be getting more intense with each release.


Talkin' funeral homes, hospital visits (talk to 'em)
My lyrics are so violent that they often lead to death and injury for those involved in the drama.


Yeah, I got the killers on the loose
I have a team of people who are willing to do whatever it takes to protect me and ensure my success.


Not stoppin' 'til the opps blood spillin' on my boots (boom, boom, boom)
I will not rest until I have eliminated my enemies and proven that I am the most powerful in my area.


In the streets or on a beat, I can kill 'em in the booth
I am so skilled at rapping that I can destroy my competition on any platform.


Shooter lock 'em in the scope, he 'bout to drill 'em from the roof, ah (brr)
I have a team of snipers who are always ready to take out my enemies from a distance if necessary.


Like, I ain't in this shit to just be
I didn't get into this lifestyle just to be average or mediocre.


I'm just happy to be here, like
I'm proud of my accomplishments but am always striving to do better and become more successful.


I need to be, I need my
I have a strong desire to be the best and to have my name recognized as one of the greats in the rap game.


I need my motherfuckin' twisted, twisted face on Mount Rushmore of hip hop
I want my face to be recognized as one of the greatest in the history of rap, alongside other legendary artists.


Carve my shit in, chisel me in, man
I want my face to be permanently recognized as a legend in the rap game, for all to see in the future.




Lyrics Β© THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Desmond Price, Quincy Hanley, Daniel Alan Maman

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@p..9973

Conway's flow + Schoolboy Q + Alchemist production = πŸ”₯ πŸ’₯πŸ”₯

@TheKing-ji2qg

Agreed

@GabrielPlcs

Word

@dwnpour4122

@ALCIBIADES LISIS that's raw asf

@NakedCamel420

Underrated comment. On EVERYTHING.

@kylanstokes

THIS BEAT LITERALLY FEELS LIKE JAWS.

@nickymirks2671

Alchemist will do that

@giyutomioka689

Perfect avatar

@jtl6272

Kylan Stokes superfax

@roundhousemusic

It feels like the shark coming

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