Lyrics:
chiddle
This nigga doin the solo shit
About to blid up
[Chorus: X2]
This how it go down, millennium child
Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah
on the Queens Ave
Coming from Queens we get fly on different calibers
Heinous with the stainless, plus we Shameless like the Gallaghers
Black, e-b-I-t so we
been grinding top shelf by myself
Shit got me like what the fuck
I don't know if y'all living to reach the heights or just living out here for fun
But I
That you battle evil with the X-caliber that gives you power
You are not the seed and you are not the soil
You're the soul that planted all that shit
Cold to the 10th degree resevoirs in the repetoire
Let the levees fall he can wet em all
End resolved wit the Fentanyl Comin out my breath
One man squad
Calibers-n-Cannibis
Perfected by Amethyst
That's how I got love from a couple angels in my life time
I could tell by they Amulets
Brilliant
3Karats of Clarity
S. Lionne
working at the airport
She kisses me and says, "I'm off to work, be back by 6 Hun"
Then leave me and the kids we watching videos and stuffs on
Instagram,
No, I can't wait, I can't wait,
Let's turn it out, like every day is the weekend.
Yeah, Monday thru Sunday,
Red carpets and runaways, got three girls
Verse 1:
I lay down bars by the milli-on
Maintain my par- uh! Far beyond
The average spitter- need this elixir
But mine's NaturAL- love my style
shawty take a sip off my hip that's a 45 caliber one shot's all I fucking need
Magic wit the ladies man's that supposed to bleed?
I ain't even tryna pipe
fuckshit, punk ass bitch (Bitch)
If you didn't know before, bitch, you about to find out quick (Quick)
That you don't belong here, you not in the same caliber
can't get down
Tryna walk up in my spot and shoot me down, but I keep a round
Fifty caliber, knockin' him down
Percocets bring me up when I'm down
Got
Got that 50 cal pen
Yeah there’s no one of my caliber
Barret in my hand
Take the head clean off the challenger
Got that itchy finger
Im quick to pull
[Chorus: x2]
It's the J you are A
Capital S another S I see
Five MC's in the flesh
Bound to catch wreck
Hit the deck
'Cause we'll pop
really down, silly clowns Barnum and Bailey rejects
Press eject on defects (yeah)
These threats delivered signed and sealed by the Delmeister
German for
to look for solid ground
But difficult because I'm always in and out of town
Weigh by the pound, not in a duffle
I bear a bigger burden on my back that
[defari]
A different caliber of mc
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel guilty
Of first degree soundbwoy murder
Unlike anything
A different caliber of MC
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel guilty
Of first degree sound boy murder
Unlike anything out of l.a.
It's not enough, hold me now cause I'm dreaming
When everything goes by, will you help me love?
Will you help me love? x4
Come as you are, and tell me
brothers
No weak limbs in our tree of good sense
We were born with horns and caliber proof vests
Now we're scorn, poor, and depressed
Now we're at your door
be on they know ima whole different caliber
Dawg
My brudda got 20 his spirits be high like he didn’t do 10 of them calendars
Forever my homie she call
the trunk
Double up 30 times n it still ain’t enough
We was up, servin dubs
Now we get it by the dove
Send a pack in the mail
Anythang for the sale
If you
screen
Me and the peeps convene
Shawty that dress, she gleam
Gotta put shawty on lock
Like Venus she hot
10,900 degrees nigga we burning the spot,
It's
Amen Amen Amen
This that inspiration
In the morning
You wake up out the bed
Sunshine in your eyes
And you proceed on ten
Firm
Guaranteed like first
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