Caligula

Take seven steps back
I don't give a damn if a motherfucker wearing all black
Run that lip, don't know how to act
Face get smacked with a Louisville bat
Now think on that (think on that)

Wannabe
Never has-been, really wanna beef with me (beef with me)
I chop em' up and put they body parts in a ice box just like JGRXXN
K-R-double E-P, say hey to the brand new wave
Keep on re-Tweetin my shit, I'ma remember who there from day one

Pussy motherfucker talking shit behind the screen for fun
I prefer Jujitsu
Get up pussy boy, you need a gun

Lookin' down the barrel of my .22
I never thought it'd come to this
I bet you didn't, too
And rest in peace to all my kin who didn't make it through
I see you soon as I meet my doom
I meet my doom, my me-me-me-me

Russian Roulette when I walk out the door
Enemies lurkin' like C-O-D 4
Problems with trust 'cause I been there before
You never lookin' me in the eyes when I spoke
Nothin' new under the sun, but I'm doin' it better than ever before
Wanna make a hypebeast so mad
That he wanna confront me at one of my shows

Seen them mothafuckas reppin' so flo'
Spittin' no flow, hit da flo' go
Bury yo' head like a dodo
There's something special 'bout the morning after LSD

Trippin and fuckin' the night away
I'm saving me from destiny
Lock up
All of yo secrets and keep seven steps away from me

Lookin' down the barrel of my .22
I never thought it'd come to this
I bet you didn't, too
And rest in peace to all my kin that didn't make it through
I see you soon as I meet my doom
I meet my doom

Look-look-look-look-look-look-look
Lookin' down the barrel of my .22
I never thought it'd come to this
I bet you didn't, too
And rest in peace to all my kin that didn't make it through
I see you soon as I meet my doom
I meet my doom

Look-look-look-look-look-look-look
Lookin' down the barrel of my 22



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Writer(s): Eric Whitney
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