Caliber Day

It's a day in the life of Caliber "That's Cute, Who's Caliber?"
He rules the universe, that's who
Mad Dude hanging with kids who think they thugs
Wearing baggy clothes that they moms bought with love (awwww)
I'm not a 'star', in fact I'm more like a black hole
Get morbid and smack foes, my swords in the back yo
I'm sick of gloomy doom in my room the whole summer
So I'm bribing many women to give me their phone numbers
I smoke the Pope with Lauryn Hill, damn she sexy
I'm never seen, like Ludacris drinking Pepsi
Don't test me, you best be away, I'll pinch you
Run up in the market and ask the clerk for Pimp Juice
Look, I'm ripping this beat
I'm gripping and licking the street with a bouncy ass rythm
You clowns attack this and you fail, This wont be a club hit
Because I said the dead state is were I wish the president was

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You see I live this so everybody come down
Come and witness my many struggles, come now
It ain't finished but lemme cut it somehow
Get me something, I'm down
Everyone is up, how?
See I live this so everybody come down
Come and witness my many struggles, come now
You wanna live this?
You wanna witness?
You gotta sit in with all the disses

Now what to do next as the afternoon hits
Just pass the broom sticks
I'll crack those who pick on me everyday in many ways
At steady pace I let it wait, my ready fait aint really heading great
I'm a 'heavyweight', literally, I ain't no Nick Carter
I swallow rocks and boulders so that I can 'spit harder'
Try to get smarter, but I know that's never gonna happen
Only clever when I'm rapping, slapping people I met, got her
If I ever start the napping I will never stop the flapping
Heads I sever when I'm snapping on this little ol kid harder
On this Caribbean beat, don't call me Indian heat
MCs see me and flee while prosties give me a fee
I'm living in beef even moreso than McDonalds
And the Ecoli virus ganging up in a strong hold
Stealing lotto tickets, the feds cant stay on
Or catch me 'red handed' if I was holding red crayons
This beat sounds cheap but it ran me 5 bills
Don't know what I was thinking, it can't be fly ill
At first I cut it out but I had to try still
The last song I'm recording, I'm mad with my skills
Like 'C-Murdering' kids, I'm capable of evil
Like Child Molester priests who condemn gay people
With no incentive I go repent it
Bahh..I'm stuck on the fact this was so expensive

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I grab some money from the stack and do light hits
I Stabbed the monkey on my back with huge knife kits
Till it died and left me alone to live my new life
Until I fry and get a home and give a view like
"I'm Happy everyday, this is how I am"
That's sappy every way, it doesn't sound like plans
Its bound to happen, clapping peeps while rapping
I don't like rap anyway, I just can't sing
Well, now I'm rambling, not saying what I do
And my brain is scrambling from all this chicken and fried food
I lock myself in a freezer until the world ends
So I'll be cooler than rappers who beat their girlfriends

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