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Calm Down (Remix)
- //[Hook](Busta Rhymes sample) (0:17)
- (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout, niggas!
- //[Verse 1](Nick_Shady) (0:27)
- Yo, I walk up to a mic and I bust a rhyme
- Fuck a mime, y'all shut up as mice all the time
- I ain't even reached my prime, here's some advice
- Quit while you're ahead before I become sublime, divine
- I shine like the sun on a cloudless day
- Y'all actin' like me sayin' I'm great's a foundless claim
- Loading a six shooter to murder these vowels, bang
- Then I empty yo muhfuckin' bowels, cowards, it's like I sprang
- From six feet deep, I sink these teeth into your brain
- Shit wouldn't be a light snack, you motherfuckers crumbs on my plate
- Insignificant enough I couldn't pick up the taste
- Just the smooth texture that feels like wet paint
- I brush you all off, you jerk offs, get a fuckin' grip
- Like a stroke, you couldn't have the skin on my dick
- Letalone replicate the incredible way I spit
- Only spit you do is "Hawk tuah," that's it, you slut bitch
- I'll slap SZA in the tits until the fuckin' areolas split
- Then make Bill Clinton suck my dick while rubbing his clit
- Grab Kashif Anwar and throw him off of a fuckin' cliff
- Revive his wife and sentence her to life in prison
- Put on some gloves and kill OJ and juice the president
- Until the headlines read like that one motherfuckin' Jay Z hit
- From ninety six, six months from when Pac got hit
- The president of rap on the west side ever since
- He signed with Death Row and doomed his own soul
- Well, keep your breath hold and try to pass the threshold
- See if you can outdo me or if you get flatlined
- Please, you could never surpass me, you can't make a slant rhyme
- Bitch, you're so dogshit you couldn't make fat and phat rhyme
- I'm comin' with the phat rhymes, you're comin' with the crap lines
- Gather 'round like fruit flies as my smack talk infests your ears
- Me and my fans both cavalier, I'm the king of rappin' weird
- I'll send you all rolling wheelchairs to Cleveland while screamin'
- I swoop by like a griffin and rip out your lungs, honky, quit breathing
- And quit shrieking as I tear apart your ribcage, it'll grow back
- You got no confidence like a cracked spine, grow a back
- While I bone your mistress and infect you with this
- This illness, my sickness, bear witness, we get down to business
- Court's in session, 'cause I got the 'Proc like my Doc
- Dre with Jeezy on speed dial while we be standin' in the dock
- Waiting for the verdict, it's us versus them like PVP
- Mumblin' fucks, make way for the G's like Eazy E
- It's easy, see? All you gotta do's speak on a beat
- With autotune and everyone thinks you're with Jay Z and Biggie
- Only Big Daddy you know is motherfuckin' Adam Sandler
- Only Kane you know is Glenn Jacobs, call Callaway, I'm a strangler
- Hit you with a Jeep Wrangler, smash the grill like Venom
- Call up a phenom for the funeral when I send 'em to heaven
- See, me and Crispy make you all look shitty
- Leave your heads spinning 'til you're dizzy and slapped silly like Chrissy by Willy
- Lyrically nearly physically reachin' fucking divinity
- The unholy trinity, shittin' on these wannabes until we outta laxatives
- And you're lackin' these skills that we got, that's why you lost
- But you lucked out 'cause you ain't nailed to a cross
- That's why we the bosses, never suffered a loss
- Except for the beef with Wasp but I'm makin' no Johns
- All of you just cons and we the only legitimates left
- Put yo bitch asses to rest with Lil Peep and Triple X
- MGK after beef with Em, Jay Z after the shit with Nas
- You'll be buried nowhere near Jam, Biggie, or Pac when your time comes
- //[Hook](Busta Rhymes Sample) (3:05)
- (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
- (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout, niggas!
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