Mayday, mayday, mayday! My name is Krizz Kaliko I'm totally alone out here Well,if there's maybe just one of you left If anybodies out there,anybody..please...help!
This music game here is in a state of emergency All about currency, wackness reoccurring with urgency Can't take it any more Getting too old, mouth piece just too cold It's getting me swole I need to occupy hip-hop like it's my concubine 'Cause I'm the nigga said that I gotta be the breaker,one Tell Rittz to pull the trigger, all them niggas is done If I miss then all the hits you can name under the sun It's a trick and a list on how music is done Tell man don't light me up Tell the weed people light me up CD don't hype me up YouTube fans like me up Too loose man, tighten up Don't need to a freshman, I'm fresh no yes men Rap 'til I can't breathe, let me catch my breath and Industry needs epinephrine Pastor what you see better get the reverend Rap,Overseas but I rep midwestern Krizz the bees knees so I guess the best, and Me I can't see with any depth perception MCs believe in me for question It's for the S.O.S. to you And oh,so 'F' you too when I won't step to you again And I'mma hold my breath for you to stop these checks Commin' in and these train wreck so many men Try to save it try to stay connected resurrected And they're expecting me to win One of hip-hop's lost a few legends I'm holding a grudge until the end
[Chorus] Hollering Mayday Anybody can you hear me? Yeah,me Why do they mistreat us save us Aimless bastards leave us shameless By the time we're rich and famous All our art will be forsaken While you're waiting sides are taken Nonsense they just keep on makin' While are last breath we are taken We don't want our heartbeats just to stop...stop Stop
They know me on the internet They don't wanna see me on a magazine cover Half of these rap barrels never seen struggle I've been fighting all my life but never Lebanese brother Now I finally made it, everyone wanna see us struggle Be subtle to these indusrties suckas,please F**k 'em i can barely afford to eat supper Now you tellin me to word it out,but then And over years we huslte Makin music,and then people wanna eat a piece of it F**k you in the stab back,and ya wack rap You suck,you suck,he sucks too They rap,he's wack,she rap,freeze that Skillin them,but you an MC,whats new Just treat me,you should go to college You could join the army,you could be a barber You can be anything you wanna be,but not a rap artist Your lyrics ain't cuttin it,you suckas just performers Sorry to inform ya but you mad and wanna battle me When I'm Mr. on one try to keep it calm,but Every time I log on,the world starts Seein but you never see the side of me we armored? The dramas as worse as the rappers are Fans say they try to be spectacular The next minute we talkin bout how wack you are Its no wonder why I always wanna smack someone I need a ratchet,one,abracadabra,gone Your sh*t is passed beyond bad it scratches crome You need to practice some,i hear ya rap and yawn That bullsh*t I heard you spit, you'll never have this one Bullsh*t music f**ked this game up You should be embarassed,you should be ashamed of Ever trying to rap I think it's time to change up Go to Krizz Kaliko as it goes,hollerin
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Horror flick, you should start with the sequel Peephole, what I saw to deceive you I’m the doctor that walks in and greets you And serve you a smile like I’m all for the people Meanwhile I’m the wrong one to speak to To hell with a park all my dogs will delete you The bars are illegal and all this is lethal It’s Conrad Murray when he walk in and greet you I sharpen the needles, let it rewind Badder flow, that’ll mess up your mind Got a Kaliko, got a Tech and a N9ne And more weapons then everyone on this record combined And that’s strange Cause I seem so nice, I seen your wife No better yet again, I seen her twice She needed flights, I got ‘em when I seen the price And let her roll with me like she had some green to dice I know it’s been a while since I sold at platinum too A million and a million and-a-half of you You tell me I’m the rapper you was rappin’ to I have you lookin’ like a mummy when they rappin’ you Forget about my face with a mask of you You better leave space like a NASA crew I didn’t have dollars, now I have a few And now they look at my garage and tell me that’s a zoo Is that a Jaguar? Of course it is, I purchased it because the corpse’ll fit And this trunk is bigger than the Porsche’s is They say I changed, well I call it metamorphosis Fast lane, get the hell up outta my lane Your brain will never be as quick as my brain And the people will only kill ya for your time frame But I got a bullet that’ll get within your mind frame
[Chorus] Ей нужны рейсы, я получил их, когда увидел цену И позволь ей катиться со мной, как будто у нее есть зеленый, чтобы кости в кости Я знаю, что прошло много времени с тех пор, как я тоже продал в Платиноме Миллион и миллион и половина из вас Ты говоришь мне, что я рэпер, которого ты был Я хочу, чтобы ты выглядишь как мама, когда они рвут тебя Забудь о моем лице с маской тебя Вам лучше оставить место, как команда НАСА У меня не было долларов, теперь у меня есть несколько И теперь они смотрят на мой гараж и говорят мне, что это зоопарк Это ягуар? Конечно, я купил его, потому что труп подойдет И этот ствол больше, чем у Porsche Они говорят, что я изменился, я называю это метаморфозом Фаст -лейн, убирайся из моей полосы движения Ваш мозг никогда не будет таким быстрым, как мой мозг И люди убьют тебя только для твоего времени Но у меня есть пуля, которая попадет в твою каркас