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Are U Scared Yet? Video (MV)




Performed By: Cam
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Cameron Edwards




Cam - Are U Scared Yet? Lyrics




Confined in Jigsaws trap
Still writing raps, no naps
Thought I would lose that, toe taps
And yoga mats that are black, du-rags
No tags, securing the bag, he mad I'm back
Getting ready to come up with the sneak attack (Yeah, yeah)

Get up, can't move, handcuffed
But I still put my hands up
It's enough, someone
Comes and disrupts
I may just erupt
Told her hurry up, how much
Time it take to put on makeup
Which led to the breakup

Claims my state, he a fake
Never will I claim Missouri, you a fool
With a rake, sweeping up heartbreak
Crack of dawn, we awake
Try to take, we rush you fools
That's a mistake, you paid to make
We awaiting
Have patience with greatness
My food, my plate, that you taking
Real ones in the party no fakers
Out in Vegas it's amazing, craving
Misbehaving I'm embracing
The space of invasion
Mask on like Jason
Bad at math and not asian (That explains it)

Don't mean to stereotype
At a burial site, playing bagpipes
Overnight, a homicide when I write
Ignite a fire inside
Realize the fake parasites
Will we survive tonight? (While we confined)

I'm on em like relish on a hot dog
Gonna hotbox, but it's a drop top
Cops block us by Hilltop
Caught us with a laptop
Make em mad, go stupid
Started playing my music, before he said please don't do it

Asked if we were Scared Yet?
I said nah, but did you prepare for this
Took off on a high speed chase
Let's have a race, my pace
Unmatched, my bass is blasting
Hungry yet not fasting
My flow ain't even mastered

I'm an animal, but not the fries
Only 619's will get it, Hannibal look what I did
It is very simple
Pop these rappers like pimples
Like a riddle, yet sinful
I do remember she asked for initials (Skittles)
All those singles I released
They just missiles, not the nuke, on repeat
Keep the receipt, retreat
Increased my dreams, 70 inch TV
Queens and a submarine
Apple bottom jeans
Asked her first, she said please

Claim my city, you a punk
I go off, spit my flow, drop em, then they done
Hit up all you chumps
Underground westside riding til I die
For now imma find
Another place to hide, cause I'm tired
Eyeballing me from the other side
Is you down to ride (Yeah I'm down to ride)
Aight let's cruise
As I spend more time with you
Your heart I never wanna lose
That's true (For real)

The more loyal the better
The more voices the wrecker
Burning my mouth like a pepper
Remember my effort
Why waste it, ain't getting recognition
Even for that letter, I'm better than this
Rap i treasure it
Forever a pleasure

All those rhymes murdered Mister Kramer
Stay out of danger, all this anger
I thank her for
Ain't got the answers tho
No antidote for what we condone
It goes in our bodies and explodes
Took more than what I was supposed to
Start to erode
My body froze
I might implode
We all condone
This evil, we live in a prequel
Hell is empty, here is all the demons
If I get revenge then call us even
What's the point in grieving?
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English

Confined in Jigsaws trap
Still writing raps, no naps
Thought I would lose that, toe taps
And yoga mats that are black, du-rags
No tags, securing the bag, he mad I'm back
Getting ready to come up with the sneak attack (Yeah, yeah)

Get up, can't move, handcuffed
But I still put my hands up
It's enough, someone
Comes and disrupts
I may just erupt
Told her hurry up, how much
Time it take to put on makeup
Which led to the breakup

Claims my state, he a fake
Never will I claim Missouri, you a fool
With a rake, sweeping up heartbreak
Crack of dawn, we awake
Try to take, we rush you fools
That's a mistake, you paid to make
We awaiting
Have patience with greatness
My food, my plate, that you taking
Real ones in the party no fakers
Out in Vegas it's amazing, craving
Misbehaving I'm embracing
The space of invasion
Mask on like Jason
Bad at math and not asian (That explains it)

Don't mean to stereotype
At a burial site, playing bagpipes
Overnight, a homicide when I write
Ignite a fire inside
Realize the fake parasites
Will we survive tonight? (While we confined)

I'm on em like relish on a hot dog
Gonna hotbox, but it's a drop top
Cops block us by Hilltop
Caught us with a laptop
Make em mad, go stupid
Started playing my music, before he said please don't do it

Asked if we were Scared Yet?
I said nah, but did you prepare for this
Took off on a high speed chase
Let's have a race, my pace
Unmatched, my bass is blasting
Hungry yet not fasting
My flow ain't even mastered

I'm an animal, but not the fries
Only 619's will get it, Hannibal look what I did
It is very simple
Pop these rappers like pimples
Like a riddle, yet sinful
I do remember she asked for initials (Skittles)
All those singles I released
They just missiles, not the nuke, on repeat
Keep the receipt, retreat
Increased my dreams, 70 inch TV
Queens and a submarine
Apple bottom jeans
Asked her first, she said please

Claim my city, you a punk
I go off, spit my flow, drop em, then they done
Hit up all you chumps
Underground westside riding til I die
For now imma find
Another place to hide, cause I'm tired
Eyeballing me from the other side
Is you down to ride (Yeah I'm down to ride)
Aight let's cruise
As I spend more time with you
Your heart I never wanna lose
That's true (For real)

The more loyal the better
The more voices the wrecker
Burning my mouth like a pepper
Remember my effort
Why waste it, ain't getting recognition
Even for that letter, I'm better than this
Rap i treasure it
Forever a pleasure

All those rhymes murdered Mister Kramer
Stay out of danger, all this anger
I thank her for
Ain't got the answers tho
No antidote for what we condone
It goes in our bodies and explodes
Took more than what I was supposed to
Start to erode
My body froze
I might implode
We all condone
This evil, we live in a prequel
Hell is empty, here is all the demons
If I get revenge then call us even
What's the point in grieving?
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Writer: Cameron Edwards
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