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chris matic - calories lyrics

chris matic

i’m from the heart of the slum
where the good die young
shootout for days all police don’t come
you could be big as big pun
skinny n-gga big gun
squeeze till my sh-t numb
switch the clip with my thumb
i fear nun straight outta kingston

show you how its done close range magnum
badmon style i hit you while you infront of your child
do it and smile
then i go back to my vibe
i hear kids playing ball outside
bullets whistling by
sh-t is wild my block is live

i ain’t worried bout the repercussions
karma coming we ain’t strapped in the streets for nothing
the youth corrupted blame the neighborhoods that we grew up in
we seen destruction
family trynna function outta poverty
mama trynna be the daddy caz the daddy had to leave
you know daddy caught a body did a couple robberies
but the person that he k!lled was trynna k!ll him for his keys
and the keys meaning c0ke
that’s providing for ya needs

on the news what they wrote
menace to society
hold up let me split the screen
let me show you what i mean
trynna put me in a can like i’m f-cking goya beans
i got f-cking lawyer fees that’s bussing through the roof
and the ceiling gotta leak
the water coming through
what the f-ck am i to do
wrapping this work while rapping this verse
d’roc i swear to god i hope this rapping sh-t work

my mom trynna get me back in the church
it’s been a while since i talk to god i swear

sometimes i wonder if he still up there
hear my prayer, dry my tears, face my fears
beyond my years amongst my peers
like this ain’t fair
run circles round you squares musical chairs
i don’t talk on rappers careers
d’roc tell em, “we ain’t got that level of care”

i’m being sincere
live on air lets make this clear
the voice you hear;
chris matic in ya ears
i’m honored to be compared to one of the greatest to ever do it
you sound like jay is what i overhear
i can’t change my tone
make you think like nas i go deep like cole (j.cole)
freestyle the flow like here you go
you can spin this on the radio
i’m losing weight i’m doing cardio
i’m 24 just let me grow
let me be great
watch me glow
n-gga ima shine like puff and mase in 98

chris matic

condolences to mobb deep and the family
rest in power to prodigy

i’m around ya’ll, look around ya’ll (ad lib queens, brooklyn new york, jamaica)
murder clown, rap n-ggas back down no

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