Date 2021-04-27
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
It’s not entirely uncommon to see the worlds of hip-hop and horror collide, and Florida’s own Nardo Wick is the latest to draw influence from the darker end of the cinematic canon. Enter “Shhh,” the ominous new single inspired by Friday The 13th, which arrives complete with some unsettling visuals.
Where his breakout single “Who Want Smoke” was in-your-face and unrelenting, “Shhh” is more of a slow-creep. Wick’s soft-spoken delivery adds a touch of menace to his clever bars — “You know I don’t talk much, my nina is my translator / claiming you were solid, heard life, and turned to Fantasia” — while his charisma is given free rein to shine over the nightmarish production. In some ways, his vibe is reminiscent of 21 Savage’s Savage Mode, though far more dexterous than the Atlanta rapper’s early rhymes. Provided he continues to build on this foundation, Nardo Wick may very well end up emerging as one of the year’s most exciting new voices.
Nardo Wick – Shhh (prod. Onokey & EmKay Beats)
[Intro]
Ayy, what he said?
Ayy (Onokey fully loaded), what he said?
What he said? (Mm, Emkay), what he said?
What he said?
[Chorus]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what’s his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me, niggas talk too much (Shh)
Don’t come around talking about shit I did, I ain’t saying nothing (Shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (Shh)
[Verse]
You know I don’t talk a lot, nina, that’s my translator
Claiming he was solid, heard life and turned to Fantasia
Them niggas don’t never step, they much used to elevators
Metal stay with me, the steel apart of me like Terminator
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Tryna hit his heart and make it stop, stop
I don’t know how niggas snitches, easy just to not talk
That nigga head ain’t worth shit, it’s easy just to get bought
I don’t really like to spin, I’d rather use my feet and walk
I don’t really sugar coat, I give it to you blood raw
I was fifteen with my gun in school, ask Reggie
I was fifteen out here robbing shit, ask Tony
If a nigga said Wick ain’t real, then he don’t know me
It’s hot as hell, got a jacket on ’cause that bitch on me
[Chorus]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what’s his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me, niggas talk too much (Shh)
Don’t come around talking about shit I did, I ain’t saying nothing (Shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (Shh)
[Outro]
Me not wanna talk, me go mute
Me not wanna fight, me want shoot
Me not want new friends, me want loot
Me a animal, me belong to the zoo
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me
I don’t wanna talk, don’t talk to me, no IG killers follow me
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Nardo Wick, yeah
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