Kunci: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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N .E .X. N .E .X. Calabar
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I'm a Calibar, NEX, Calibar, Calibar,
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Calibar, Calibar, Calibar, Calibar, Calibar
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My appetite for the smite
like an addict news tragic
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For the free man we dreams a promise land,
they pressin' my buttons never panic
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Quick to swing, I'm batting,
way out of the arena, my static got
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faggots can't approach me with a story
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playin' after and be fore me
You saw me that skinny hot nigga,
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characters nobody they consider
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Talking fantasy and that's
Shitting on slanderers
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playing after and before me
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While re loading on these cats
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I'm ripping shows all night
My words bubbling hot,
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Got them saving though on this spot
to cut my return
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definitely scorch lines and tags
Shitty crew disgusting me
like fat bitches on their bed
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To shine on y 'all like searchlight
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My birthright equipped with
the stamina type
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Grab my that hammer, yeah it's Rook
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On the low, low flow, be next caliber
Give me your body, body up
I doesn't feel, next caliber tip
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit
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We create shit to make the crowd flip
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Rip the walls down,
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Noise from the underground
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I doesn't feel, next caliber tip
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit
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We create shit to make the crowd flip
what the sound make?
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Noise from the underground
I got the law harassing me daily
But that's another thing
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Stepping back into my world
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Releasing pure adrenaline
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Full contact, I'm settling
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Like nomads, words hittin' hard
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like jabs on punch bags, prototype hat
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All the more reason we gotta succeed,
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only with rook speed
plotting to exterminate my cabinet
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Riding shotgun on chariots,
steady aiming at your candidates
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Need to take a taste of my quotes
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Southeast is perfectly composed,
not wasting a note
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I'm tighter than my lungs
when I choke
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Still sounding astounding,
running the crowd to upper
and with a grudge raise em up,
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rookie register live in your cup
Spitting your body body
up how does it feel,
next caliber tip,
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit,
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we create shit to make the crowd flip,
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rip the walls down with the sound mate,
noise from the underground,
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body body up how does it feel,
next caliber tip,
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit,
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we create shit to make the crowd flip,
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rip the walls down with the sound mate,
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noise from the underground
I'm living in the same system
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from a distance over the land,
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I'm punished as original man,
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tryna be the case, heap to face
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I had to pack me the ace,
I'm running backwards
observing your paper chase
Only my brothers taste,
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some loyal lovers feeling hate
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Selling my fate, a time bomb,
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From housing estates to record stores
where evils want my body to be
Living to liberate,
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my mercenary mental can't break
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Cause profits be dependent
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on the risks you wanna take
keeping my brain on the vision
It's next caliber tight flows,
you gotta listen
Hit in your body, body your partners
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an d feel next caliber tip
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit
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We create shit to make the crowd flip
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Rip the walls down but the sound make
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Noise from the underground body body
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How does it feel next caliber tip
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I see nothing on the mic when I spit
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We create shit to make the crowd flip
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Rip the walls down but the sound make
Noise from the underground
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Yeah
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