URLtv, Calicoe, Aye Verb - Calicoe vs. Aye Verb lyrics

On this stage you can be whoever the fuck
You want in front of these punks
But I'm a G
So in front of me niggas better be for real
Your name ain't poppin' no more
Bro the universe showing you the signs
I took Geechi and made you wait on
The sides like a Libra scale
"Where Verb at?!" "Nigga, shit outside!"
Like it's Friday and he Ezal polo tee, clips
(Clipse) under the label like he Pharrell
Our static? I started it first y'all know me
I'm innovative
All you do is talk about breaking
Down blocks and blowing cartridges
A or B in this game you, Nintеndo basic
How I do young niggas: I do 'em like kids
Just grip their facеs
Lux buck-fiftied you, I'ma
Match the buck-fifty
Let's split the payment


You could never run the Midwest, nigga
You come pacing
This when I show y'all the dark side
Of the island where Crystal Lake is
I'ma drown him cause these waters
Too deep but it's motivation
Cause Verb make these niggas monsters once
I bring 'em back up, they become Jason
I'ma BREAK him
This a walk in a park like Jill wanted
I burn the hot niggas during summer
Seasoned niggas can't fall until all them
(autumn) st louis niggas
We ride beef 'til the wheels off it
We'll steal on you
Knock you out and every time we
See you we still on it
Blackface, you better groom your lil' nigga
Hear warning
Your status don't mean shit where
I'm from, for real, homie
Your son extra
Extra niggas get stabbed and buried
In fields for years, homie
So the fathers have time to heal
Out of sight, out of mind, no tears flowin'
It's psychological cause when forensics find
Where they hid homie and start digging
The way your son'll come up
You gon' break down
Cause the whole time you was still mourning
(morning) we don't rock, nigga!
Every time we speak it's a short "hello"
Razor blaze slide all down your
Chest how we part 'rillos
You a lil' nigga out the Charger
On 30 you'll spark metal
I'm OG old Trailblazer
Gotta keep the car mellow (Carmelo)
See, I learned how to do that
Dumb shit from smart fellows
Niggas like you gotta poke they chest
Out cause they heart Jell-O when I hustled
It was green or the soft: the marshmallows
Had to sleep on that Ready Rock
I wasn't ready for jail time
With a hard pillow
Ex tumbler: I'll come roundhouse
Back flip the extended and cartwheel him
Y'all make y'all wives happy nigga
I make 'em all widows
Baggy jeans and tinted buffs
Only y'all wear those
Y'all weirdos with small ceilings Gemini mind
Half genius and autism
Boy I BEEN out my prime all God's children
PJ Tucker's they small centers
You're a war vet but I turn
War vets to Saw victims
Those who really flawed see the
Beauty in being scarred
Cal', I'll peel off every one of
My scabs when I start healing
Life is all mental lift up my
Couch, it's Guitar Center: silencers
Clips are all metal
Shots out the car kinda sound like casino
Card dealing when we start peeling
No leg shots
Only higher holes like call centers
No emotion
I swear my heartbeat is an odd rhythm
From these broads
I dissolve feelings I dog bitches
And be a bigger dog nigga to
The bitches that dog niggas
I'm Denzel but all night I'm
The Training Day version
Being better than y'all
That shit my gift but what
It came with is curses see, when you land
You get to laugh and handshake every person
I'm isolated
This entertainment for you niggas
That work less
For me, it's work they expect me
To leave stains on this surface
My name came with a purpose
In front of me you could never
Be who you claim in
Your verses cause you was lame
When we first met
You don't get a second chance
At a first impression
You can't change or reverse that
Big T switched his flag, Lux beat you bad
JC look bad like he smoke meth
Look at the gang this game
Gave me to work with

If real recognize realnigga
I don't know you from a can of paint
Niggas really got birds flying smack got me
In here boxing with the featherweights
Aight, well watch me send this
Nigga to the Heaven gates
Hope they got wings for him
Chopper make a nigga levitate if I
Put some cheese on him
I give my lil' nigga that paper
He gon' get the read on him
Now he in the field with them vultures
And they can feed on him
I took my bitch and made life
To where she don't need nothing
Water dripping off the ice
Got her sleeves soggy
You can get game from anybody
That's what a fiend taught me
Pockets full of blues, I'm Crip walking
Aye, I hit Verb like "come
Get your bitch off me, i'm exhausted"
But that's when the shooters gon'
Slide for the slick talking
I send the bitches for the vibe
He can get off with catch him slipping
Make him ride and leave his kit on him
That let 'em know he wasn't robbed
He was just a shit talker
A dub was on his head
They ain't have to hit no lick on him
I'm tryin' not to call Tez
He got the AR with the grip on it
He hit me from a flip phone after
He put the mix on him
He hit me when the clip gone and
Tell me he ain’t miss nothing
And I just hit the end button
Pop a bottle and take a trip
To celebrate the end of him
Verb, with Holla the last time I
Felt like you did something
Let's keep it trill you feminine
Verb and can't help the way you feel
I just get vibes of women from Verb, nigga
I'm just keeping it real
That's why when you talk about you
Popping the steel and shooting a
Gun doing the Elvis move i
Just see the Elvis move
You like them niggas in jail: you'll
Keep making up lies as
Long it's somebody sitting there for
You to tell 'em to
Nigga, you ain't never killed nobody
I ain't buying it
Find somebody else to sell it to!
Who the fuck you think you're fooling?
This nigga imagination must be incredible
You forgot them niggas whooped your ass
While you had on a cast?
If you was a real shooter
Retaliation would have been inevitable
But them same niggas showed up to the
Next event he threw in his hometown
I was there and seen it with
My own eyes so Verb
You ain't really credible
On some street shit
What, you wanna keep it rap?
But, you don't wanna rap
You just wanna rhyme and shit
This new style, they don't
Even gotta make sense
It just gotta sound legit
Compound syllables rhyming quick what
You done found a glitch?
That's why all y'all niggas styles exist
You can't find this shit
I rep the people on some Wakanda shit
You rep the people on some Prince shit:
Emasculated man with a sick image
If I shoot this bitch he
Getting left: Ben Simmons
You picked a side and went against your
Own team like it's a scrimmage
You battled X, you battled Hitman
You put Ill on stage like a
Crackhead in front of millions
I think you was trying to destroy his image
Cause you'se a snake, bro case closed
But, I just brought some brand
New titties for the draco
X already put him in a box, gave him a halo
Now it's a Warzone
Shooters dropping into the AO
How he vegan? I see a
Ham sandwich with heavy mayo
"I ride up", slide and give him a paint job
Welcome to Maaco
The toast pop: this bitch done
Really let go a Eggo
Them dope spots he rapping
How he trapping out?
Cap, a gown should be put on him
Like my Muslim brothers when they die
You say that GoFundMe account was
A test for black people, verb? Huh?
I like the way you can look me
In my face when you lie
I'ma be patient this time
Displaying greatness of mine
Put me in the ring with a king
And watch me take off his crown

Perfect example: if you're eating
Bad food and
Think you got a chance to dance
You a damn fool
Can't no nigga dissect me eating
Processed meats and canned foods
God reward me for all of my struggles
He gave me you
Knowing in front of me you can't win
And me in front of you, i can't lose
Let's prove it: Three minutes round, book me
Long time preview, 3D, So-
You wanna be so fucking tough
That's where you fail, bro-bro
Cal, it ain't gotta be rock hard
To sell if it's dope
You ain't gotta run with 35
Niggas to feel protected
Cause when you solo and you still
Got that "I'm deep" energy
It's more respected
The quiet room is for skilled niggas
Cal' here I'm home
This drill work like practice: y'all
Rappers to them to me, y'all cones
Heard your bitch don't take your command
I know what's wrong
You don't hit that spot deep in her twat
So peep the plot: you can't expect
The bitch to listen if you stick your
Dick in and don't hear her moan off the top
I can smell the scent of fear
And pheromones through your cologne
For you it's hard to be a stand
Up nigga when you stand alone
I got both sides, bro dope lines, 4-5s blow
Then switch to the Most High
Muslim multi with the bow tie flow
Bipolar but both guys woke
And both like smoke after you die
We post light jokes we both might toast
Verb the greatest
I came for the fight so skip the weigh in
Ain't no way out, your lines
Ain't going nowhere, nigga
Let's skip the mazes
You are basic, ain't no chink in my armor
Not a lick of Asian
Talking spicy like that shit you
Jumble higher and simply Cajun
I am A-list, I made Mook and
Lux barbecue by wild boar meat, dNA next
They just wanna see if LeBron can four-peat
You ain't on my level
Of course he can never torch me
He just wanna see the games how them
Whores see: from the floor seats
Credit, you try to take from niggas nigga
Your whole allure thief
I was itching for you to
Come out, pussy Detroit, your boy yeast
It don't matter what my numbers be
That bread don't butter me
I'll come for free if your status
Is upper and you utter me
When I rap I turn the room to the color eve
Can't fuck with me
You wanna stand out? Bitch
Go get you some colored weave
And don't come for me
Smack, we can bet vs cal c'mon let hustle
Beas' i'll cover every
(s) cent, i become like Febreeze when
I gotta double cheese verb: a Pitbull
This lil' nigga poke sticks and play with
I don't say shit
Just wait for the day Smack lift them cages
And break shit all the way
Down in different phases
I used to sell weed and sage mix
Just to buy brand new K-Swiss
Now I see the green numbers falling
Down like this The Matrix
Somebody save him cause he
Dying and what makes
The shit worse is he really trying
I am cooking you
And usually this diet don't let me fry shit
When I fly in
I'm always booked to stay in some fly shit
When you're a Motel 6 nigga like you
The Hyatt is high end
Calicoe be asking himself why
They crown me GOAT
They crown me GOAT not from
The rounds that I wrote
From the ground I broke
Skill-wise we ain't even kinda
Close but still i salute every time you flow
Don't every dad clap for his kid
Wack raps at the talent show?
I got St louis and the Midwest on me
I'll balance both
This ain't our game, nigga
Even the polls can't count our votes
This URL house is my home but it's time to go
For me, ain't no more big plates left
I'm down to bowlshoes

This can get amazing
You might be keeping it real, you say
Ain't no chink in your armor
No lick of Asian?
You might be spitting real cause you the
Type of nigga that'll buy some K-Swiss
The Island God gon' drown tonight
We both from the Midwest but
We don't sound alike
That's cause you sitting at
Home watching battles
Tryna find a style to bite
While I'm out hitting sales and still
Got a round to write
I wish this battle could have
Happened in yo' town tonight
With all yo' mans screaming but naw
The fans streaming
They got him juiced up now
They putting the Caffeine in
Thinking he supposed to pop but he
Flat cause they tapped me in ay nigga
My flow H20 I'm really the Bobby Boucher of
This shit cause they think I'm crazy
But the bad bitches stay on my dick
And look what they pay me
90's baby but the cloth I'm cut
From feel like the 80's
Aye they call you Verb and you
Ain't 'bout no action? Nigga, how?
Well I'm a person that'll put you in
Your place with that thing, bitch
I'm a noun a black person to be
Exact, that's an adjective, we past words
This supposed to have been a
Real nigga paragraph with Geechi
How the fuck they add Verb?
It must be Country Grammar well
Tell Nelly it's official:
I done fucked both his lil' niggas up
I'll take your coldest baby mama
Add some Cinnamon and get both
Them lil' bitches fucked
Yeah, it's up there nigga
I already knew that it was stuck there
I feel the energy when I'm
Around you lame ass niggas
I just don't fucking care
He talking 'bout "Cal be
Rolling 20 deep" nigga
I don't fucking care!
Like I don't supposed to roll with my
Circle cause he a fucking square
Bitch! This ain't Tic Tac Toe
I get ticked and tagged toes
I take trips with bad hoes
Cause they driving for me
My bitches know how deep it can get
They still diving for me
Been done jumped in that
Water and fucked around
And popped up on Verb Island for me
What I'm saying is: I don't even gotta
Set him up Verb so soft
I'll just send my bitches to rob him for me
Ay, Smack
My bitches'll dig through the dirt and
Find a diamond for me one time
They got caught with several pounds of the
Loud and stayed silent for me
You lost to Charlieand that nigga bitch!
(Clips, I know you looking on the camera
You a bitch) want me to tell you how
I know that nigga bitch?
What type of nigga don't wanna help
Math but wanna help Nick?
What type of nigga don't wanna help
Scrap but wanna help diss?
The type of nigga that probably don't own
A strap and named himself Clips
Ay i know real hit men, no battle shit
A nigga that'll skip to the Lou'
He known for traveling
Fuck a Landslide, this a avalanche
Call the coroner van, fuck the ambulance
I'm 'bout to beat this pussy unanimous
My stamina ain't some shit that
You wanna stand against you rambling
My bars consist of with what I'm standing in
Nigga, I was 12 when I found
Out sandwich bags was for sandwiches
And I got "Good Sense" but this what the
Hood meant when they told me balance it
Now he talking 'bout he a god that's
Probably cause to be a king
He wasn't a candidate
Cause all the niggas that
Was in your campaign
You wanted to challenge 'em
I was with the Movement
I was on some "Kill Rex and Mook" shit
Y'all got confused and separating y'all self
From what we was doing
Now you vegan talking 'bout
Letting the beef brew, i see him coonin'
Rollin' with the 50 Curtis, I can
Put the G in Unit, let a nigga tempt me
I'ma squeeze the blicky 'til it's empty
Every fucking pistol got a 50
Cause we've been shaving all the firing
Pins down on the semis
Pops went fed and I was still eating
Vegan Verb need a meal treatment
Leave him on the curb, nigga still leaking
I can take you to my hood
And show you a real demon
Drill season got a real meaning
I hate when niggas speak on the field
And they ain't in the field
I call 'em commentators
Watch me dominate all the common denominators
This battle shit lit
What's wrong with me feeling
Like I'm the greatest?

You told people I'm a snake with
Slithering skin so don't trust him
How I Midwest rep 'til the end
I'm so thuggin' it's a compliment calling me
Reptilian cause they cold-blooded
"The man that knows something knows
That he knows nothing"
Y'all said that he sick, well tonight
Why I ain't catch no cold from him?
I brought the heat
I thought he would rise but
This nigga's a whole muffin
This an over-the-counter drug vs
A controlled substance
See, we tend to see different
Cause our life tendencies different
My blunts hemp when they're twisted
You're just a Hennessy sipper
Our energies different
Yo' body is your temple keep it clean
You'll get amenities with it
I don't take a second off like
Every minute he's with it
My stats tonight? Another 30
With no injuries listed
Boy, I'm a god, I can't
Sit with these niggas
They're 'bout to witness demise
You lost this card, when the next card come
Them numbers that you press won't work boy
Your pin has declined
My pen is divine, a chemist with
Rhymes, still with a minister side
Still where the menaces lie
Still militant, any minute I'll slide
Let down the window and turn the
8 sideways like the infinity sign
What's my name?! Every crime that
You did was online you make it easy for 5-0
Like ten minutes to 5
You grip Crayola when you scribble your lines
You fucking child, let's workout
I got my membership signed
Motherfucker, they ain't watch yo'
Fucking battle, boy, they witnessed a crime
I laid the yellow tape
Down with artistic designs
This position is mine, nigga
You gotta sit and recline
Until I'm ready to come up
Out that game, boy
You got to sit on that pine
Your lil' nickname "The Wizard"
Applies they're all magicians, they lied
They make you see what's not real
It's all tricks with they eyes
You teamed up with Murda Mook
You gotta sit on that side
Our objective was to spit on
That side this shit disturbing
How some fame in Calicoe and he
Changed to a different person
Still a fuck boy but boy
I remember a different version
The version that used to come around
Verb and be getting nervous around me
He couldn't even kick his verses
Without sipping that liquid courage
The night you got buried, nigga
I was on cam' with
Blurry vision like "I ain't see
It that way" see, we're very different
I tried to coach him but
These young dumb niggas, they rarely listen
The reason why I'm still in my
Spot: I'm not careless with it
And I don't care who get it
I'll sacrifice me for the better, nigga
I ain't no better, nigga well
Rap-wise, clearly I'm better, nigga
Gamblers see my name
Stand down and don't bet against him
There's a hero in every villain
If I was mean, bro, i'm sorry
All the souls I collected
They're demons I carried with 'em
Now I rep the island, fuck y'all
This air is different you come tripping
You get beheaded then I whisper to
The head "How dare you visit?"
You got two options: either get back
In line and wear a position
Or every time you drop
I'ma take your lil' shine like
Beyoncé do Keri Hilson
You got a battle? I'ma take one
You got an album? I'ma make one
You post a selfie of your silly looking self
I'ma make fun cause you're not one of us
You took up for that white boy even
Though you know the nigga was racist
You're not one of us you
Was more concerned about the
Paper I was making than
The whole fucking statement
Smack, I'm done playing with these niggas
Bring the boss of the Cave in
I got one more nigga chest I gotta cave in
Say when

They're either sleeping or not
It's crazy how Caffeine is
Where the insomnia stop
Nigga can be screaming "gang" whole
Time he an op' i got the drop
A headshot'll put him inside of a box bAOW!
Then write his name on the side of the stock
A 'Dedication' like Kendrick and Nip
I been with the shit's
I'll been done caught him out in traffic
Blew his car down and ended the shit
I'm at home watching the news
They find out it was his mama
And grandma on some innocent shit
My girl even sadi'm like "Bitch
He shouldn't have tinted his whip!"
Ain't no love in these streets
Niggas done caught slugs in their sleep
My youngin caught a body and rapped
About it on a beat
Verb wasn't a nigga that was
Out in the streets
Verb worrying if his eyebrows on fleek
And if his face beat you see the Bigen
Look like he got his makeup
Done by my auntie Mayleen
I'll leave a body cold like
A IV full of saline
Bitch, I'll catch a body like
Popping out of a daydream
I bet his suitcase full of
Mud mask and face creams
I'll show him a mud bath and a
Dirt nap ain't the same thing fruity bitch!
Nigga, you ain't never let the
Toolie rip acting ass nigga
Showtime come with a movie
List capping ass nigga
Cause only this new era gon' feel that shit
They can never snap back and be fitted
For what we was doing then
I done bodied niggas on Summer Madness
Shit I can do again he been bodied by niggas
On Summer Madness and
It's looking like they done
Sacrificed you again
Nigga, you're a nigga I know scared of me
How I'ma let you come between
Me and my legacy? Dog food
That type of shit ain't even in my Pedigree
This nigga recipe must be cocaina and ecstasy
He really be in here talking 'bout "Showtime"
Well bitch, i hope you got yo' pistol on
You when it's your time
You just gotta have instincts
Ain't nobody gon' tell
You when it's 'bout to go down
Nigga, ain't nobody fearing you
In my hood, niggas really
Call you "Lyrical Miracle", it's not a joke
Niggas really enjoy hearing you flow
Yo' shit be sounding so cold
But once we break it down
And steer through the quotes
After taking notes
You never get the popular vote
The Sig' hold 17 but got a Stojaković stroke
The chopper: big as Chewbacca
With a binocular scope
The Glock that I tote'll knock him
Off the top of this coast
Fuck, I gotta walk up a wall for
Y'all to rock with the goat?

I'ma take my last 35 seconds to
Say: my condolences to anybody
Who suffered from police brutality i
Want a moment of silence:

Please arrest the cops that
Killed Breyonna Taylor, "I Can't Breathe"
Until they arrest them cops, Smack
You can't tell me I can't leave