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Krizz Kaliko

Wannabe

 

Wannabe

(album: Kickin' & Screamin' - 2012)


I'm very truthful when I'm bussing
Get my plane across a minimal cussing
(You know the deal)
I've been like a wild boy
But I'm really a choir boy
Most niggas wanna tell you when they bluffing
(Then they keep it real)
No more mister nice guy, doubt I
Ever be the same if you shout my
Way I don't speak in vain
I'm Christian but keep a thing
And Christopher's page shifts about dry
Homie toughie toughie you niggas been since I had to huffy
Never bluffing, a good boy, mommy and daddy loved me
A few scuffling, scuffed knees, left pulleys up above me
Ice puffy, they only living cause they be lucky
But my bigger brother tell me take another ass whooping and see
By the rock 'em sock 'em roll bottle he believe that the owner is me
He showed me the one hitter quitter
They picked up the nigga in the middle
Open up a can and they deliver
What you want me to be?

(Could I)
Could I don't bring out the things you need
You can't see when I smile
Could I take me to a place, I'll stay a while
But you want merely just wild out on you
Only seem to have now don't you?
Only to be a
Could I forge a name and forget who I am?
You'd be a wannabe

Hardcore!
It come from the good rapping of the hood and you're getting
Far more!
Never been a good but a nigga would if you wanna
Start war!
I got some killers on the payroll
I keep them at bay cause I'm an angel let me explain
I make my music to travel
What I saved up is you can't help you out
Think I can do better nigga then help me out
My wits is what make me my hits but I'll never be sailing out
K.I.L.L. beat to the R without spilling it out
I'm out doing what I do even if it only get heard by a few
Where the hell are you? Move can I catch now never got the clue
Sticking two of my flocks on two doing with the sue
See I can't kill them on every verse so I just hurt them
That's why I riddly speak of myself in third person
Kali baby carry my weight, make no mistake you're late
I'm the protégé of the great Aaron D. Yates [Tech N9ne]
You know it's beats and bars so it can beat the peoples' cars
I'm freaking if they see surprise
What you want me to be?

Could I don't bring out the things you need
You can't see when I smile
Could I take me to a place, I'll stay a while
But you want merely just wild out on you
Only see me climb out don't you?
Only to be a
Could I forge a name and forget who I am?
You'd be a wannabe

Listen! Been killing 'em since '99 right
Can't see me in the daytime with a flashlight
People think I'm the reaper lessons striken from fear
Kali knocks them off their feet, Twiztid you take it from here

Don't think I'm bullshitting
Everybody wanna get up on my skin with a groove rhythm
Gotta find another way to get the angle right
But change a rap and I'm lose in 'em
Though money be the same thing
Gain and again to maintain fame
Rather be different to make a name with a lame
But all I wanna do is take it away
Hate when I say that you
Stuck in the game with a
Bunch of shameless of
Worms are the name listen
Grades for blades gonna come save them baines for us
All because you wanted to push me now I'm dangerous
Hang with a strange gang and bangs with a gangbanging
And saints with the brains making me do but to the brain nature
I hope you understand and I tried to be a peaceful man
But all they wanted from me is a crazy, I don't understand

And I'm all little bit strange, a little bit smart
Always come hard when I speak from the heart
Always hard felt with the birds of the kid
Cause I spit it with a passion, they call it sick
And when they call me sick do I need a medicine
To keep me on track and away from the edge
'cause if I lose control I'm going in a killer patch
And I won't stop killing 'til everybody is dead
I'm insane
I'm talking to my brain but it does not reciprocate
There's only one concern with fame
I wanna kill them all away
Everyone that stands in my way
They want to bring the night upon me and let it consume the day
And I forget
I should grow weak instead of stay strong
Because their love is unconditional even though that I'm gone
At least they tell me that I'm wrong when I know I'm probably right
That's why I'm walking with the dead and I don't sleep a wink at night

Could I don't bring out the things you need
You can't see when I smile
Could I take me to a place, I'll stay a while
But you want merely just wild out on you
Only see me climb out, don't you?
Only to be a
Could I forge a name and forget who I am?
You'd be a wannabe

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