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calicoe vs goodz - rare breed entertainment lyrics

intro:
[calicoe]: detroit in the m*th*f*ckin’ building landslide
r.i.p woo, r.i.p boon

[goodz]
you already know the calicoe’s other father light face. let’s go

round 1: [goodz]
let me talk, let me talk
before i get started, let’s make one thing m*th*f*ckin’ clear
if you ain’t get paid this week and don’t want to hear me talk this money sh*t
the door is right m*th*f*ckin’ there
quick question: any idea why calicoe’s so overconfident?

[crowd]
mic

[goodz]
like his whole battle career his father and his bmf cast ain’t have an arm in it?
[crowd starts complaining again and arp says his mic is good]
fix my mic please

[god league owner arp]
his mic is good, go
your mic is good, your mic is good, your mic is good, it’s thе best it’s going to get
[goodz]
turn me up!
any idеa why calicoe’s so overconfident?
like his whole battle career his father and his bmf cast ain’t have have an arm in it?
remember i told gucci when url book me i get paid so much it look like a partnership?
that was actual fact
now i get paid so much outside of battle rap i could sponsor it
this is dominance! with a low sauce on a side like a condiment
oh i forgot, y’all don’t like when i talk this money sh*t
but it’s cool, cause i realize no matter how many dollars you break
it don’t make common sense (cents)
it’s my time to [???]
i’m from this culture, if i made it we all made it, it’s an accomplishment
but y’all don’t want to hear me rap about how i bought this new rollie, right?
so i guess y’all really don’t wanna know how my time was spent
line them in, i went from extra poor to pushing beamers flexing more
650s 750s to 850s d*mn. feel like i’m driving in my credit score
bet at all, i came here to rap, bet at all
[applause]
hold on hold on hold on
i could pay and make your team a target
i ain’t no swinging through the web, we sliding up
sh*t, that’s what happened when you give green to goblins n*gga
mean and heartless, i made green off of pitching fiends the smartest
i was right street cred can’t get you that new house
but it d*mn sure had me taking over fiends apartments
hold on, how about this?
f*ck this credit sh*t, i got some better sh*t
extend, extra clip, drive by hit his leg
nah nah, f*ck that, i spin the block for a head shot
i’m a perfectionist
i’m me, i’m me, and been that
never i front, these n*ggas come in battle rap
and they could be whoever they want
and y’all believe them!
then a n*gga like me try to school them, but it’s hard to teach ‘em
something happened you find out they p*ssy, then y’all just leave em’
no respect for a chump, catch him and dump
like arguing with the ref at the tip*off
give him a tech from the jump
ay yo cal took me to his block in detroit
he said right here n*ggas be dumping, he wanted to scare us
i said where?
right here next to these boarded up houses and a bunch of trailers?
now i’m not saying cal you don’t air n’ spark
i could actually see you being the most gangster n*gga from the trailer park
n*gga n*gga, i just bought a house with wheels
and you literally used to live in a house with wheels
this matchup is not for real
you’s a gimmick, i’d have made bail twice in a quick minute
no soft sh*t if i try to build up my life it was a brick in it
big benson you can’t see any cause the sh*t tinted
well, well, here’s a description
i’m sitting in something eggsh*ll white with your chick in it. (chicken it)
let me f*cking talk, i’m here to talk
big business, i got some dumb n*ggas on auto
rule, they don’t abide by
these dumb n*ggas just rented a car off toro to do a drive*by
stay in your lane or crash for clout
before you think to ride, address me correct, map it out
drug wars, over 100k strips, we clapped it out
trap house? n*gga, we really took over the trapper’s house
rappers doubt, ha? ha? did 20k shop [?] in my fair account
money, b*tches and fast cars
so look look, what i’m getting to here cal
is i really do the sh*t that you rap about
ask around, huh?
that chick that had you all heavy winded wanting nudity
i probably had my tip already in it like gratuity…
credit me, credit me for all the card pulling
about the lines that they swipe
is a big fee to get me check the receipts
before i sign we gotta be online with the price
half a gallon, i’m the man if you broke you just wouldn’t understand
i just came here to rap
[applause]

round 1: [calicoe]
i remember half a gallon used to be the man
but after that round i realized this n*gga really think i’m playin’…

you shot out of a honky d*ck!

so as he come in here and tell us about all the money he made in his whole life span
i just came here to tell y’all goodz daddy is a white man
he’s trying to hide that n*gga!
real n*ggas know, no matter what, rep your father figure
especially if he was there supplying tools at the world high from n*ggas
for some odd reason you just despise the n*gga
you a famous rapper i had to go through h*ll in hot water to find this n*gga
used to be with your mama smiles and giggles
but when pops had to pick you up from the projects in front of your homies his pride get thinner
he fell i in love with hip*hop and started thinking he had to disguise his image
chose to struggle with moms even though pop’s eye was richer
see? we all feel your pain cause that taking care of mama sh*t
i really came from it!
it ain’t nothing wrong with your pops being white goodz
there’s just something wrong with you being ashamed of him
you post your jewelry, you post will you be at, you even post your ops
you post your daughter, you post your mama, but never post your pops
goodz was ashamed of his pappy
i’m talking about nothing his parents can do to make them happy
he in the mirror put sh*t in his head to make it look nappy
he got the juice from his mama’s side, learning to make kool*aid from auntie kathy
but a credit guru on his pop side, got the sauce from uncle brady
in here talking credit to n*ggas is pitiful
knowing he had a 850 when they cut his umbilical
im mister hightower n*gga, it’s the princ*p*l
but what he said’ll have him dead once my lavita put a bullet head in the individual
tonight he might die, he can hide pops all this time is that a white lie?
he swung on jim’s, supposed to drop them, he just looked at him like… nah
that wasn’t no swing or punch my n*gga it was a high five
luck hit my line talk about goodz new name’s hassan
i’m like, why?
he talkin’ bout’ he looked like he hit the n*gga with his white side
i’ve been ignoring all a lot… i was fired…
i’ve been i’ve been ignoring all the lines he been caught up in lies
glorifying that street life where n*ggas’ mamas done died
they called saying, did’t then he hit nunu from url?
said i don’t know but he [ ???] from atl because he hiding that lifestyle that his father provides
i told you we way up n*gga, like what the scale at?
he gon’ say “getting money is a must (musk) my n*gga, i know y’all smell that”
i send n*ggas in h*llcats, blowing all h*llcats
my funeral gonna be full of 40’s dread heads and jail tats
you can explore the room this sh*t take loyalty, you can’t afford a goon
we got beef down the street so we cop heat cause it costs more to move [applause]
the wizard is the shooter and the driver, jordan pool!!!
i’m suiting up to get them n*ggas first cause i got more to lose, hey!
they got a n*gga on max out again!!! [applause]
[calicoe & crowd]
this sh*t starting to feel like max out again!

[calicoe]
but goodz gon’ make me bring the macs out again
my cousin sco’ really did 10, but he told me to whack your b*tch ass
he’ll go and max out again
they say why wasn’t i on summer madness? (because it was ass duh) i had to back out again!
arp called and said the corporate card at rbe was about to max out again!

[applause]

you see what the game’ll do? cause n*gga i ain’t even aim for you!
he called talkin’ bout you was aiming for me. i was ashamed of you
you the old n*gga on the block cracking jokes that what a lame’ll do
i’m that young n*gga on the block giving out more game than you
matter of fact, where the f*ck is my m*th*f*ckin’ money n*gga?
i sent you a hundred and never received a thing. sl!ck walks?
that was the sl!ckest sh*t i’ve even seen. but i wasn’t tripping
i just went and put the yeezy foams back on and said f*ck that hundred
as soon as i found out they went black owned
then he sent my sh*t, a year later too small, this n*gga cold
he sent the 11, i wear 12, b*tch i’m about to take out your soul n*gga
how did y’all ever feel he can win? this a body, and when he get to heaven boon gonna k!ll him again
1*0

round 2: [goodz]
you can make up angles now…
fish you can make up sh*t

[round starts]
they keep asking they keep asking, goodz why you didn’t do summer madness
i told him cause the fans ain’t wanna have me talk about no money over there
so i said f*ck it, i’m gonna come talk about some money over here
hey hey little dirty cal no laughing, ain’t f*cking with you
my advice to the ops, be careful you’re f*ckin’ with us
i mean me and cal kind of cool but when i battle it’s f*ck a n*gga
what i got paid for you i could pay you to go battle another n*gga
cal acting like he getting all this money, cal acting like he getting all this money
imma make y’all see and them fronting raps they lie to get ahead
sh*t that’s all a bunch of cap like arp
they bought a new goon to the blue room
but i banged, more imma, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, cal (cow)
leave blood all over this blue room, let’s make it a gang war. huh?
yeah i’m back outside n*gga, ain’t that what y’all came for?
huh? huh? that ignorant goodz that used to pitch in the hood
with a bunch of b*tches giving me sloppy head cause she said she wanted to brainstorm?
look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look
battle rap is the streets it’s all a metaphor
sh*t i’ma show y’all how i keep battle rap in the streets. huh?
spanish connect don’t know no english i don’t feel those dudes
so i broke cortez with me to make the deal go smooth
i told papi, no paper, or the coke ran
i had them cats in the store moving we put bodega on the dope stand
druf talk!
you got screamed on in sp*ces by ace amin for selling an eighth
a eighth! n*gga the sh*t i sold fiends really made them feel like they was f*ckin’ in sp*ce
but i’m a businessman now, stick will get y’all all hit, that’s bullsh*t
where you can put them calls in from an office, i talk this, huh?
oh, what you think cause y’all see me with one foot in the streets that don’t exist?
oh y’all think i got into this legal sh*t and called it quits?
now i just made a better edit, learn how to leverage credit, do more than pitch
i just came from the bank i took a business loan out and bought a brick!

[applause]

[arp]
that type of night!

[goodz entourage]
a brick not an eighth!

[goodz]
i got some fire! to make believers!
hey hey bring a smoker, i’ll pass the test with my eyes closed i tell cats
you can spot a liar if they a cheater (cheetah)
we double park n*ggas, you gonna pay the fine but it ain’t the meter!
i was born a boss! make believers can’t make a leader. i ain’t faking neither! n*gga
cal (cow) play tough, hold on, cal (cow) play tough, he made up
any n*gga that really bang stuff; don’t say much, they stay shut
now that’s tough sh*t, fake hustler, lying
only sold about four quarters. cal who you keeping a buck with?
you know what i learned though? (x2)
a broke n*gga respect the tag. that’s why now i dress plain
because you ain’t gotta be fly to check a bag
my cologne collection cost about 40, come walk with a goon
so if you couldn’t see i’m getting money, n*gga you d*mn sure could smell it when i walk in this room
let me get this straight… (x3)
hold on let me get this straight… you a hustler? that do music?
n*gga you still dropping mixtapes? a grown man trying to get signed selling dimes
this n*gga don’t even got his sh*t straight, like, like, what you gonna beat a n*gga ass, again?
you down to fight? wait listen is it me or do most of these detroit n*ggas sound alike?
imma give you some advice just hear me out and use it
battle rap fans want battles we do not care about your music
and i think you’re pretty good but when i heard you get busy
but we only want one n*gga that sound like t grizzly and that’s t grizzly. huh? huh?
i grab the beam hold on i got a beam light show let the cartrige blast
dry a n*gga, spinning with the heat, keep the steam nice and low if he talking fast
i had mean coke i’m talking creamish white snow, sh*t they all was mad
on the back block. ask a fiend the size of my crack rocks
them sh*ts was looking like clean white clothes in a laundry bag

[goodz entourage]
a brick not an eighth

[goodz]
half a gallon i’m the man if you broke, you just wouldn’t understand
i came here to rap (x3) no mad up sh*t

round 2: [calicoe]
let’s go deeper in that water y’all
y’all ready to go deeper in that water?
turn me up i’m about to drag him deeper in that water tonight!
come on come on come on let him go let’s talk

let me do a commercial right quick shout out to rogero support your own businesses
support your own black people man. support small businesses
shout out to rugero go shop with them

goodz you a b*tch ass n*gga, goodz a b*tch ass n*gga
y’all want me to tell y’all why he a b*tch ass n*gga?
cause he really thought he was getting off from swinging on a b*tch ass n*gga
and we all can agree jimz’ a b*tch ass n*gga, right? n*gga right!
he threw that white boy left, when he should have used that n*gga right
for that we should take away his n*gga rights!
matter of fact you can’t say n*gga no more tonight
n*gga your daddy white, that mean you had to learn how to say n*gga right
he told you you’re gonna end up…
n*gga your daddy white that mean you had to learn how to say n*gga right
your daddy told you you’re gonna end up dead or a jail f*cking with them thugs your whole life
i’m about to prove that n*gga right. this is the blue room! come on huh
they done set the mood and dimmed the lights
i was a true goon, way before youtube and the lights
they say his screws loose, well i brought a few tools… hold on!
this is the blue room pc they to set the mood and…
[calicoe interrupts his round]
baby you gotta go come on i love you but you f*ckin’ me up!

[goodz trying to score points through someone else round (again)]
you gotta keep your chicks in check

[calicoe]
this ain’t my chick

[goodz]
your pimping ain’t right n*gga, you’re pimping off

[calicoe]
this is the blue room they just set the mood and dim the lights
i was the true goon way before youtube and the lights
they say his screws loose, well i brought a few tools to get him right
i heard he be in harlem, i send some wolves screw to get him iced
i’ve seen that paid in full meme, but your ain’t rico, you uncle ice
an old n*gga that’s always hating on something in another n*gga life
you said you said eazy cologne stink, you said hollow clothing line was trife
you said you rap better than rock but everything you say is light
i’m about to end this old n*gga, you about to be a blogger for life
because what mount rushmore you been on? who got you caught in the hype?
when you had a classic performance? when you had bar tonight?
you the n*gga that couldn’t think of your next bar so you started a fight
[applause]

could y’all believe it a n*gga couldn’t think of his scheme, and threw a bottle at a fan?

[calicoe gets interrupted]
well i hope you forget your whole next round and throw a bottle with one of my mans
this sh*t, gone’ get real, if i…

[calicoe gets interrupted again]
y’all f*cking me up bro… y’all know i’ll rap my whole round over…
don’t act like i won’t… god d*mn bro!

could y’all believe it a n*gga couldn’t think of his scheme, and threw a bottle at a fan?
w ell i hope you forget your whole next round and throw a bottle with one of my mans
this sh*t gon’ get real if i up chop and he don’t sit still…
cuz gonna be riding around with his obituary in his windshield
[point at someone in goodz’ entourage, who gets aggravated]
he came to the d, i had him all little ken field he a lame n*gga to me
i took this battle for the big bills… this was bad for his health
since the day he watched me box nu born and put him on the self
i called you out when i was 20 years old n*gga, back when my resume was fresh
this the same cal you met in that patent leather vest, just would have k!lled you for less
he talking about you ain’t on my level yet… he talking about he (i) ain’t on my (his) level yet
us new york cats is the best, back then i’m like b*tch
you ain’t even that sweet to me for real i’m just trying to match up for the reps
i thought n*ggas just enjoyed being the best
this back when the goal was just a body, i wasn’t even seeing the check
not a regular hole this a shotty, you’ll be able to see through his neck
but by the look of the fight with jimz… n*gga i will beat you to death
i want the oranges, i want the blues, i want the sheets of the meth
that hustle sh*t all in my veins, i feel like meech in the flesh
but you gotta stay woke! find a business get your kids and teach them the steps
but you gotta play broke sometime to get a leeches a rest
they eat in my flesh, every 40 ball deplete in my breath
but i still show up at ice goodz (goods) like i’m keeping em’ (him) fresh
this sh*t easy work, in battle rap…
(runs back some lyrics)
this sh*t easy work, in battle rap i’m like what jeezy worth
big bag off this battle i could buy prezi and a peasy verse
six flags, but tori wanna go to magic kingdom first
i came from the bottom i’m showing n*ggas that a dream can work
brand new 38 out the box i just got it. somebody asked me what that means…

[crowd]
what that mean?

[calicoe]
why he ain’t dead, somebody shot him?
the bl!cky in your reach n*gga, how you gonna stop us?
goodz you ain’t a street n*gga, you don’t want them problems

you’re a pretty boy like pick a b*tch up and keep her caged in
i’m a city boy like fix a b*tch up drop her off at the days inn, x2
i protect my [???] i have my hoes bring the k’s don’t question my rep
i’d done sat at tables with made men, of course i’m k!lling your…
used to be fat, dumbass n*gga. how was it supposed to go?
i really be freestyling this sh*t in my phone, and they still gonna think that i wrote it though
they don’t give a f*ck about your money
by this time this is something he’s supposed to know
this n*gga not tough or funny but watch next round he about to try to be both of those
how did y’all ever feel he can win?
this a body, and when he get to heaven woo gonna k!ll him again
y’all f*cked my whole second round up

[goodz]
that second round just wasn’t that good

[calicoe]
the second round was crazy, let’s go, you getting 30’d regardless

round 3: [goodz]
ay yo’, i’m just here to rap, let me rap
all this kid sh*t from calicoe, where the f*ck was he taught that?
sh*t, i wonder who will win if arp fought smack
you thinking beasley jump in having [???] to get the scr*p?
goodz what are you talking about? nothing!
this is just a few things i think about when y’all n*ggas rap
i don’t hear you! try to brizz rawsteen me, i double dare you
hold on
if he try that and because of this contract i can’t blaze at that hater, x2
i can’t swing on this stage, i learnt that
but i could affirm that you gonna pay for that later

it’s gonna get dark during this round, yo

this n*gga pick and choose who he tough with, that’s f*ck sh*t
with me chrome get lit when it’s on, ain’t no skeletons in my closet
n*ggas don’t got a bone to pick when they strong
ace amin called you a b*tch, there wasn’t no wild beef then
your p*ssy ass should try to milk him for some cheese in a battle
hmm… i wonder what’s gonna happen when cal see em’ (calcium)
this n*gga pick and choose who he tough with, that’s f*ck sh*t
those rules don’t apply, y’all from detroit right well throw it up n*gga
you gotta prove your side, n*ggas be repping what they repping flexing few dope pride
cal claim he a stepper n*gga, you the only stepper, stepping with your shoes untied, stupid
raging bull if it’s paid in full we throw a party in the d
these dumb n*ggas be on sp*ces for hours, arguing for free
if it ain’t about a profit or i ain’t dollar signing
i ain’t got time for gossip if i can’t monetize it
i’m wild grown act saucy for my dough and get the dial tone
if i’m beefing this over cheese, wait wait wait let me get back in this calzone
loud tone put the gun to a throat make him bite the fire
it’s just battle rap well i push b*ttons over words i guess i ain’t that type of writer
if it’s on put one in the scope and light a liar, big truck with a ladder in it
run into the smoke like a firefighter, let’s talk cal huh
you a little n*gga with daddy issues, that just rap and play dumb
n*gga you just became calicoe, for 12 years we just knew you as blackface son
let’s talk cal you’re a kid on some goofy lame sh*t
everybody from my era elevated, this the only n*gga still on the same sh*t
hollow got l.o.m he showed us that big talk
dna get money and drink water sh*t, goodz got sl!ck walks
six colognes, a few businesses, ain’t nothing to whine about
hitman, charlie clips, conceited… all on wild ‘n out
acting like you for the people and your raps be cold front
all these black owned clothes you wear, but you black and don’t own nothing!

i came here to rap facts! no made up sh*t! nothing made up!

you right, when i met you had a patent leather vest
looking like a dirty jordan 11 that could never be clean
the next time i saw you, you had on a dingy north face 700 bubble
and it was about 70 degrees, you could tell by my style option i used to go while shopping
right now when i feel like buying something i just go house shopping, i’m grown, huh?
ain’t nothing dumber than a man with pride, cal came to atlanta to scream landslide!
well, i came to atlanta to buy some land and slide! it’s a big difference!

[calicoe]
this your good round

[goodz]
all my rounds was good…

they said me and cal was gonna get up here and just talk to each other rounds
well f*ck that. how about we put a tool out have a shootout
and we can talk to each other rounds?
huh?
that’s the only way you might k!ll me grabbing a trigger
if you do and i get to heaven, your man boon gonna give me a pound
cause that was my n*gga…
buck 50 bubble his facing and his skin, if i don’t like em’
that’s when the trouble [???] to begin
suffocate until he died and suffocate him again
they say why goodz always drinking when he battles?

[crowd]
because i’m already celebrating my win

[goodz]
i just came here to rap

round 3: [calicoe]
[goodz being wack again]
rap so they can be quiet
he don’t know how to control the crowd yet, he still learning…

[calicoe]
hey yo’
fly by i’m in a benz, my b*tch so bad she need a twin
oh you think you one of them? well let’s see if he can swim
you can’t see it through the lens, this real sh*t coming from within
all right that’s why i get them for the clay and ky
and turn them into jordans in the 10
we don’t do extortions, but we respect the color that you is
we don’t do endors*m*nts rather wait it out and let the people see how we live
whole time pops was doing the bid, i was sending packs to woo crib
doing magic with the blue sh*t now my daughter crave ruth chris
it’s a shortage on the real n*ggas but it’s a plethora of loose lips
can’t afford us on the bill n*gga then split the liquor
if imma blow i can get her quicker, sober cal probably wouldn’t even hit her
why you talking about i’m acting different?
i’m always the same, i’m looking for the chicken
they said i sold my soul for business, they see me overseas with the european n*ggas
i told them i buy souls on selling it, he tap tapping i’ll zell em’
go ahead and yap yap i got a trap pack for the k!llers
we trying to stack pat and drop a triple dub in your building

[goodz]
i like that talk, i like that talk
it’s my talk, i like it

[calicoe]
you think everything funny goodz… even when it ain’t funny goodz…
we about to start calling him funny goodz
i’m watching bust out in an obnoxious laugh
cause clip said he was f*cking his mama for an hour and a half
now i know y’all probably grew up like family
but i just can’t see qleen walking in like, “dog listen dog…
i’ll f*ck the sh*t out of tammy. that sh*t is real trife
honestly it wouldn’t feel right…
i guess it’s only funny when you were ashamed of the n*gga that was f*cking your mom in real life
when you sit back and talk about othe…

you thought i wasn’t getting right back to that white man? you crazy as h*ll…

… ay’ when you sit back and talk about other men how do it feel right?
hey, before you speak on my jewelry, go and get you some real ice
that sh*t moist, my sh*t vvs, flooded my boys and i ain’t even a jewelry type of n*gga
i just ain’t have a choice r.i.p woo, r.i.p boom
two thorough n*ggas that you can never be
i put my n*ggas on the chain cause i ain’t want to wear them on a t
you put your little n*ggas to shame cause n*gga you a wannabe
i put my little n*ggas on games so they’ll be where they want to be
boss sh*t, want all my n*ggas to be equal rich
i see you support all them designer clothes, it makes sense
that your people sh*t and i applaud you for that
i applaud him for that reece, that’s real wigga sh*t, still get him hit
he ain’t about to see none of the money from none of them wheels that he in
he think he good in a nice neighborhood… we reeling him in
we gonna blend, we set the hitters on the [???]
this ain’t checkers it’s chess, that big b*tch that’d take off his vest
i told cuz to say you don’t know nothin’, we gon’ make up the rest
i get my money, feed the kids, stay out the way and be blessed
you too old to be out here trying to get your cake up to flex
n*gga don’t make me… they gonna make me start in this b*tch
i put an order in on goods/goodz i’m instacart some sh*t. (2)
he brony james ain’t got the heart for this sh*t
these n*ggas lames, ain’t got the heart to be rich
think it’s a game press starting this b*tch

[calicoe starts talking to arp]
but on the real p you already know, how i feel p
you need to have a battle in the d, ain’t n0body gon’ get k!lled p
i’m a man of my word, i’m real p
imma even tell uncle trick*trick to chill p
after a n*gga battle me, i make them feel wack
because is this a difference between metaphors and real rap. landslide!!!

- rare breed entertainment lyrics

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