URLtv, Calicoe, Yung Ill - Yung Ill vs Calicoe lyrics

He talk a lot of bullshit
I'm just sitting back listenin’
But that's about it
Just sitting back listening
I I I, the kid is in
Could build a bridge of wins
From Maryland to Michigan
America to Switzerland from
Battling conditioning
Smack his gang is amped
They reigning champ ain't been
Through the training camps
Til I came and conditioned ’em
Beat him battered and blindfolded
Backwards without listenin'
A hazard with the havoc an
Embarrassment I'm giving him
I toss him in the lake and

Let him travel with the fisherman
What y'all stressing? 187 ya section
Til the coroner ain't got enough
Caskets to fit you in
I got a busy schedule, Smack called
I had to fit you in
If Street Status can't get you in
I hook you, bate you, reel you in
Season, sauté you, fry you
Cook you, bake you, grill you
Man I fell out of love with this battle shit
I'm head over heels again box a hater
What? You a soccer player? Let's kick it then
I staple, sew and stitch ya chin if you
Slip and kick my shin the visual pitiful
Change the frame and switch the lens
You soft as Halle Barry

Nah Tyler Perry, Madia, this bitch pretend
I go psycho, crazy, my clips extend
Nicknamed my rifle Mercedes
It could lift a Benz
You ain’t a shark cause when
It’s sharks on this
Side of the pool He don't dip and swim
He go with the starfish and the dolphins on
A different end and clip his fin
Conflict mediator
Mediate before the conflict begin
When it’s conflict I can't afford it
That's why my convicts be pitching in
UPS when them triggers bend
You ain't at home but you ordered war
So I’ma leave that sticker on ya
Door like "Sorry we missed you
The shipments in"

I'm on my shit again, no diaper rash
Just pipes and mags for niggas that like
To flash they ice and cash
Or play 'Pac til we Suge Knight they ass
Your worst nightmare, think about it
I'm twice as bad
I broad day street sweep snipe ya ave
From that same Caprice that
The DC snipers had
I hate them down low brothers
You like them fags
Birds of a feather flock together
You just like them fags
He got a dump truck scum bitch
His wife is trash
And he chose to wife her ass
That's down hyphen bad
I play the football quarterback
She get down, hike, i pass
Send her to the end zone hiking fast
She tucks around with condoms and
Souvenirs in her hiking bag
She said "Ill you a dog with yo trifling ass"
So ya girlfriend feelin' me
Head of the household S
He like that Uncle Phil in

Me I snap my fingers, do the Carlton
And she come live with the
Fresh Prince like Hilary
Wonder where them killers be, riding with me
See the Dezi chrome like a phone
Cause the barrel so long
I gotta flip that bitch up like a Sidekick 3
Got a T-Mobile chat
This what I call it when I walk to you
And put you in my favorite 5
But, you don't get charged when I
Let them shells talk to you

I'm a real nigga so I live like bosses do
A real goon
If it's beef then I'm stalkin' you
Where ya boss Aye Verb at?
I don't even wanna talk to you
Bitch niggas swearing they I I I
Cause they caught the flu so listen nigga
When I'm sparkin' with that Larkin
I I I gon need a lot of NyQuil
To get rid of this kind of coughing (coffin)
Cause, I already did my research on
You, I heard ya fake, heard ya tape
If you call that spitting what the
Fuck do I do? Regurgitate?
Aye this battle ain't happen in Detroit
Because they checked that murder rate
The murder mitten
When I get down you have a nervous break
Word to Proof, please
Forgive me if I have to let the semi's spray
But, I'm thinkin' back

He told me to dispose rats anyway
So if I get caught in that trap in
Anyway I'ma turn into Orkin in this mafucka
BOW! He can't breathe
Look like he snorkeling in this mahfucka
They be like why Cal just rap like
He just smacked the shit out you
That's when I reply
"Nigga cause I'll smack the shit
Out you" You disrespect me?
It's gon be 100 niggas on ya head
That boy better turn into Jet Li
The thing is you only good of
The liquid like a Jetski dumb ass nigga
His protection probably a pencil
When he test me but me? I got a Glock 9
That's eager to pop spines
They try to save you, yeah the doc's trying
I got him in the family room
With ya mom and pops crying
I dare a nigga try to stop mine
It's gon be shots flyin'

Cause, I got niggas posted on
Every corner like stop signs
And I'm not lyin' nigga I gotta shine
Try takin' it
So many niggas on you with shots
Ya X-Ray look like a big ass dotted line
Nigga the bottom line
Is when you telling the truth
You don't even gotta rhyme
Like, "I punch niggas in they face
I'll smack the shit out you
I shoot niggas, I'll beat you the fuck up"
It's a real game, Marlon, I know ya real name
See I'm hustling
Getting money of 'caine deals and pill slangs
Usually cool 'til I feel lames
Approaching with that Obama drama
That I will change
And kill lames, see you a petty nigga
The type that steal chains
Not the ones for ya neck the
Ones for a wheel frame

Cause you ride bikes, you too short to drive
He bout as tall as Lil Zane
So I don't believe none of the
Shit that I I I claim
Talk about he shooting niggas
And what you sell
Nigga you ain't ever sold a baseball card
You wouldn't bang your hammer
Around loose nails
Young Miles that's my motherfuckin Ace
We all thought Aye Verb was a real nigga
Until we found out his hair
Come from another fucking race
Listen, I put niggas in
They motherfuckin place
Try that tie ya shoe shit against me I'ma
David Beckham kick you in
Ya motherfuckin face
I put niggas in they motherfuckin place!

I was shittin' Jesse James out when
I heard I was battlin' you
And just chuckled
Wipe my ass, pull up my boxers
Pants and belt buckle wash my hands
Put my finger on my chin like mmm mmm mmm
It's dinner time again
No hot water, I'ma pan fry noodle this nigga
Scrape the pot when I'm
Through with this nigga
Smack, who is this nigga?
I Wikipedia, asked Jeeves
Google'd this nigga
Mediatakeout, Worldstarhiphop
Trying to find somebody that knew
Somebody that knew this nigga
I found a man pushing a shopping
Cart full of crush cans
Selling an ironing board and a fan
Gave me the scoop on this nigga
He say "Calicoe oh, Calicoe!"

Since that Detroit versus Chi town the
D been through with this nigga
I got frustrated YouTubing this nigga
Cause every time I typed his name down
I kept getting the same search results
"no matches found"
No matches round so how you
Expect to match a round?
Act and play the center til I back you down
Sleep on me, lay ya pillow
Sheets and mattress down
I gasoline the bed spread
Make you wave strucken matches round
He got that mmm
I might lose cause I forgot to practice sound
I got that "practice makes perfect
I'm perfect so I don't practice" sound
Clap the pound
Nigga go ahead and act a clown
And I can show you what the Nina do
Fly Fam repper
I'll show you what ya team will do
And yeah it's fully loaded when I'm loaded up
Aye Miles tell 'em
I'll treat 'em like you got

Treated by Loaded Lux he got that mmm
I might lose cause I forgot to practice sound
I got that "practice makes perfect
I'm perfect so I don't practice sound"
Dress shirt, red suspenders, Stacy Adams
Khaki's brown
Look like I'm Sunday school teaching
Til ya bodyguard go and pat me down
Act a clown
Talk about ya clips and extended toolies
That ain't gon do shit but
Get ya kids popped, ribbed shot
Put in a clear box and
Returned like a rented movie
Why bend the Uzi and force him to move
When I can serve him like
He just ordered his food?
My aim goodl like ya grandma cookin'
Rush his crib, heat his house
Leave his grandma cookin'
This liar can't stand the fire
Tell em get out the kitchen
Like when ya grandma cookin'
Cause for hire I let it fire
Until my hand all crooked

What you know about the new age man
Getting locked spending a few days jammed
Hitting the block with a few shaved grams
Going to work like two slave hands?
A true caveman
Can't keep me locked I need a new cage
Get claustrophobic and pop them hand
Tools til they jam
It's no reference to the video game
NBA when I say I let the 2k's blam
And leave you laying no body
Just a red smiley face like the Kool Aid man

I'm working everyday and never call in
I told that bouncer we got a full house
We all in see I wasn't doing this battle if
I couldn't get my dawgs in
Cause after this shit they robbing you
So we all win
See you a urinal nigga, you just stalling
While I'm balling and you fallin'
I bet you this K will take you to the ground
But, if you got money, you stray
I take you to the pound
For these battling niggas I'm

Taking niggas crown i I I the type that bite
And be taking niggas style
See he claiming he a big dog
Like I won't get you pup
Riding around with all that snow like
It won't get you stuck
See I know how to get you off the road
You Charmin soft
A blade will take that tissue off your roll
Listen these missiles won't miss
You as a whole when they form and hit you
They split you and you fold
It ain't shit that I ain't ready for
Ill you already know
Need a fucking plow y'all got a
Shovel for that petty snow
From St louis to HP a lot of niggas hate me
But the love where the power is so
Stop with all that coward shit
See Smack I would love to
See these cowards trip

A lot of niggas know the plug
But, I'm the power strip we all one
Try to take our shit I bet a shot will have
His ass numb like he took a hour shit
My name bang before I try
To see the game change
My main thing becomes stacking, no gangbang
Cause where I'm from nigga a
Set will get you wet
No raincoats, they bang toast
Berettas and them TECs
In a couple months you'll see me
In a veteran or Lex
I'm in my groove, never move
I live better in a JEX
My whole fam became better with respect
Nigga my flow hotter than a
Sweater full of sweat i like the watch now
But, it's better with Brigettes
It's cool to be laid back
But, it's better when you flex
So listen here Marlon

Why you acting like you sparrin'?
You grew up in a nice home
And ya parents called you "darling"
Rest In Peace my nigga Quincy McFarlin
If he was here now I swear
He'd have them jars in
He used to have the trees
Back and forth like Tarzan
Now he in the galaxy, but I'm a star man
Catch me like Albert Pujols in St
Louis swinging in y'all park
Duck taping and roping I I I
Have him swinging from y'all arch
When I empty the 9's out it
Be steaming when I spark
No promethazine either
Have you leaning when I spark
I heard G Soulja talking shit
I ain't take that battle
With you in Chicago cause you weak as fuck
Now I just made you famous for
Having to speak it up

I make you dance when I put
That pump close to ya J's
Over ya grave it'll be engraved
Slumped over with K's
I need exercise, cut his neck
Jump rope with his braids
See I I I cut his braids
So we gon see if he see
(sea) shells when that eagle
Flying over his waves

He gon have to make the
Best out a bad situation
Battling the best is a bad situation
Told you guard ya bread, I'm far ahead
Past niggas hating
But, you don't get a pass, I ain't Peyton
More like I I Iuminati
Scratch rap I'm in the class with the Masons
Short temper but no patience
Turn his ass to a patient
Body bag and erase 'em, get ya shit tighter
Switch ciphers
You couldn't get thumbs up from a hitchhiker
I spit Rikers
Got ass whooping for wholesale nigga
So when that thing sing like Beyonce
You'll be Def before Jam, go tell Jigga
If I let that trigger

Squeeze on Christmas Eve
Then a casket what you gon
Spend your Holiday In (n) I hotel niggas
Hate losing, his attitude is "Oh well nigga"
That's cause you used to the feet
Defeat, you a toenail clipper
When I battled Young Holla
I broke down his name
So if it's cool with Young Holla
I'ma do you the same
Calicoe, the "C" stands for cocksucker
Fucking fag since Eminem from Detroit
We'll let the "A" stand for Aftermath
The "L" stand for lying
Saying you let ya blucker blast then "I"
(eye) just make that easy to "C" (see)
Like the letter "0" cut in half
Now swallow and stomach that
Should've left without coming back
I rip and ran Street Status
Now it's time for running Smack
Miles, you thought he was a king? So
You tossed him in the ring?
I'ma toss him back out, Royal Rumble match
The Ultimate Warrior
Punish cats til my lungs collapse
Or my nephew, niece and son can rap
Son collapse

I'll show you what I'm doing cuz
It's a Fly Fam movement, yeah
We usually buzz
Fly Fam repper til the day I die
So when I punch you in the chest
Guaranteed it's gon rage the sky
Yeah so it's no different, we boys
You niggas is a D toy
So get slaughtered boy
See Detroit like Hockey
And since Eminem y'all captain I guess all
The black rappers the water boys
They say Grimy too educated
Verb to cocky and Holla be on a power trip
Well I I I be schooling niggas for free
Tell 'em come get they scholarship

Why these niggas come fucking with me?
Thank Smack
Without them I'd be stuck in the D
Now I heard one of y'all niggas
Was signed to Murph' Lee
That's some funny shit
More like some dummy shit
So is it true? Is it you? If so
You getting boxed in like a cubicle
He couldn't get himself off the ground
What the fuck he gon do with you?
Then he send you to a nigga like me
Knowing what I'ma do to you You should be mad
At Aye Verb also because he knew it too
See y'all ain't peeping
They been on some low key beef shit
He hit me and Miles on a three-way
Asking if we can keep secrets
You know what I told him, "yeah
I never would leak it" he said please
Come kill I I I this

Nigga thinking that he's sick
He undefeated, shit
And I don't like his energy
I said, "Not really to me, he loss to Remy D"
I'll see what I can do Verb you know
I'm on the block like the center be
Bearing more arms than a centipede He
Say he in that drop top
I said good now he can get his top popped
John F Kennedy he mad cause my name is where
His mom left titty be
He from the show me state
Well I'ma show him how my city be
Home where the bricks be, home of BMF
Nigga I know you heard of Big Meech and Big T
I gotta plug in Chicago
That's my nigga Big T
You know what's up, shots when I'm rolling up
This Yung Acronym "ILL" Imitating Loaded Lux
See I ain't talking about no kush
When I say I'm rolling up
It's hot rockets and hot pockets
That mean you folding up
All my niggas loading up
Spit a clip past ya Henny

How he gon make it to the finals if
He can't make it past this semi?
Why would he wanna offend me?
My dangerous lion should've change this mind
I couldn't cause his brain worth pennies
It's like I'm sitting and Bennies
How I eat this nigga
His bitch is a trick so it's
Easy to treat this nigga
And Aye Verb should retreat this nigga
Before I empty out the cartridge
It's too much on the line for y'all
Stay in ya margin whips be foreign
I got a lot of clips that y'all can star in
I serve a nigga drugs like an RN
I come to take the title like I'm
The name that yo car in
You can't get out of it now I I I
You too far in
Add me to the equation dividing ya set
Multiply all of these goons that
I have with TECs

My exponent to the 2nd power
When I'm clapping a snitch
So when I carry that 4 you should
Know that I'm subtracting some shit
They say these St louis niggas
Is playing a dirty game
Til then I'm airing out the party
And letting my birdy sing
See my Eagle from the Desert
So it have no conscience
Put the Hawk to this nigga chest like
Joe Johnson Or have him visiting Swanson
Oh, in Detroit that's a Funeral Home
This boy done got me pissed
Off like my urinal gone doing them songs
I'll have you and you in them homes
I know you like, "Damn Calicoe
Boy you doing him wrong"
I tell 'em I got Hova skill, before the deal
Sometimes I ain't even gotta shoot niggas
My soldiers will
So if this shit escalate causing
Them to busting steel since he I I I we got
A clip full of Robitussin pills