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callin shots - a$tral pharao lyrics

the clique be the klan rollin hard n-gga like im off the zan with my wavey mob watch the water float to strands find the treasure in the mothafxkin clams crème brulee for brekfeast like im in france got the power like he man sp-cin out to another different region follow the solarstrike smoke some weed while the other b-tches snortin white f-ck a dream im a anicent god for life i know these mothafxkas can’t do it right do what i please do it better when i hold the mic purple leifs on the side with some dirty sprit no burner pipe but n-gga im that explosive smokin big blunts f-ck en roaches flow sick holy like moses when im floatin my sk!lls is worth a fortune brain be smokin swag be the closest i ain’t rollin with no thot b-tch im a wonder while your style is to hopeless and sloppy yall rappers ain’t close to my sh-t dmt got my overseased trippy symbols in my brain i dont need any diary spittin fire g thats why they admire me f-ck yall who dont see what the empire see golden mind imma hold the shine going off like ima 4.5 im a go off for my team team i be kushin them leifs every week so abstract that im gettin flashbacks in my dreams (dreams)

(chorus) we be callin shots / they know who i am lookin at me from the bus stop / im astral the pharaoh u know how i rock / bringin the terror im reppin my block / f-ck all yall thots / whos only out for the mula try to give a n-gga top / going off like a ruger when i pop / im the mothaf-xkin ruler so you
better watch / we be callin shots ehhh aye aye eh aye eh aye we be callin shots yey yey yeah yeah yeah yeah 2x

i got a card to use but no car with fuel better make room when the god come through quicker then my shadow like lucky luke hieroglyfs in my cellar i ressurected from the tomb trippy brain im a dark saint n-gga im doomed zippin the drank feelin woouzi blowin the dank then i kick it like bruce lee hard in the paint ya n-ggas can’t fool me if u walk on the wrong path then u gonna stumbel on a landmine go to sleep its bedtime f-ck up your brain n-gga thats a dead mind im the golden child my shine gonna make u blind if u try to come close the mothaf-xkin rebel im too dope on another level while u be in that invisible positon like a polstergeis i controll your eyes so fly n-gga i run it back like a quarterback b-tches money weed i want all of that get them stacks while im zippin on that conijack ya favorite rapper hes prolly wack light weight on the scale i can smell p-ssy what a funny smell to many wack rappers in my city it ain’t hard to tell its only a pair hype n-ggas that
came up and fell but i grind like a rail yall can’t handle the pressure b-tch n-gga you better stop flexin before i smoke up like a session got this wavey swag leave u sea sick astral beaming all seein eyes n-gga i got them ancient secrets

- atral pharao lyrics

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