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Azealia Banks
Writer(s) Azealia Banks
Harvey Mason Jr.
Kevin James
Producer(s) Pearson Sound
Released November 7, 2014
Recorded 2011-2014
Length 04:32
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Single(s) "Yung Rapunxel"
"Heavy Metal and Reflective"
"Chasing Time"
"Ice Princess"
Promotional single(s) "BBD"
Broke With Expensive Taste track listing
N/A "Gimme a Chance"

Idle Delilah is a song performed by Azealia Banks. It serves as the first track on Azealia's debut album Broke With Expensive Taste.

Music and composition[]

From Azealia's Twitter:

"Idle Delilah is the daughter of a farmed white slave owner in the 1900's who was killed by her own father's slaves. I wrote a fable edition of Broke With Expensive Taste, like some real mother goose shit. Idle Delilah's father is a famed slave owner in the early 1900's (America). Delilah is his favorite child. Delilah's mother, Lillith, knew of the hatred her father had created for himself in the town by a pro-slavery activist. One day, the white man's slaves grow tired of his bad treatment and decide to kill his favorite daughter, Delilah, as payback. They covered her small body in black tar and a white cloth with two red bows. She was found dead in the forest by the town drunkards. So the dead Idle Delilah, the one i'm singing of in the song, is defined as a spirit of time. She represents procrastination. She lives behind doors and hides in garbage cans. Her favorite day is Wednesday and her favorite number is 3. She likes red hair barrettes and clear sodas. Playing Jacks, is the most direct and clear form of divination for Idle Delilah. Idle Delilah works best in the playground. to conjure her, visit a playground at 3am with a red candle and two red bows in hard. Leave 3¢. She was six years old when she was murdered."[1][2]

Lyrics[]

[Verse 1]
Idlest Delilah
Darling, do ya like beige in your coffee? Tea? A wild-?
Wild breeze on a day, a dawn
Oft' indeed a child, smiles at me cause I'm made of yarn
Dolly, me? Am I? I'll trade a dollar for ya dime, oh
Idlest Delilah
Trout and trees remind me of my
Darling 'D the Diver,'
Diver D was a satyr - a
Father figurine
I made him run away with his stale lung
Folly me am I? Oh, Idol-less Delilah
Darling Miss Delilah
While you're wasting your days alone
All your friends are hired, all your friendships are fading
Don't try to cheat the dial, don't look the other way
It could play out wrong
Are you suicidal?
Are you in denial?
Idlest Delilah
While you're 'wake hear my latest song
Glad to see you smile
Glad to see you so stable
What's all of these divided by the pile of peas on the nape of your..
Dolly me am I? I'll trade a dollar for your dime
I'll take you

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
Slick snapper, Soul Clap on 3
Hi-hatter the dip-dapper pretty pat this "p"
Tip-tapper the chit-chatter, ready rap AB
Can't deal with the bullshit cause the crab ain't me
He took you to cruise ships, put a yacht on me
He said, "The puss deeper than the deep blue sea"
Indeed, the puss deeper than the three fugees
Loopy!, the Lucy, said she loses no winks!
Stay up in ya face beverage with ya ~ baby!
Applauded the favorite, so clap on 3
They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink!
They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink
Something to sip savor, made ya blink and think
Stay puffin the piff, paper-making-hits ain’t cheap!
Yep, and I flew Jamaican Jake for dick and Ki
They loving the mixed flavors lift ya pink and clink
London to main state, I’m major, Miss AB
They fucking with young savior, make her rich and sweet
Loving ya luck lady, lick ya lip and wink

[Outro]
(It’s that jam g, it’s just flavors-
Rhythm and dance beat, so what up?
Lit that damn green and it’s blazin-
Bitch, i’m stance, steez in the cut
Upton N-Y-C is famous, london fam
Please throw it up little bam-bi with the latest
Give her that stamp, g - put it up!)

Critical reception[]

The Quietus opined: "...Her crew of mostly unfamiliar producers are equally assured in their ambitions. Pearson Sound builds the opening 'Idle Delilah' with a series of reveals—a moody drum machine becomes a swinging Latin groove, which then makes way for a punchy, lyrical guitar lick a la Tom Verlaine."[3]

Pretty Much Amazing opined: "Album opener “Idle Delilah” quickly establishes the album’s musical modus operandi — throw everything at the graffitied wall and see what sticks. Banks unleashes bongo drums, monkey screams, and an ice cream truck jingle of a steel drum hook, all while alternating between maddeningly sing-song vocals and her characteristically furious and venomous flow."[4]

Gallery[]

Credits[]

Personnel
  • Mixing — Rob Kinelski
  • Mastered by — Dave Kutch
  • Executive Produced By — Azealia Banks & The Underdogs (Producers)

References[]

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