Mayday

Mayday, mayday, mayday!

My name is Krizz Kaliko

I'm totally alone out here

Well, if there's maybe just one of you left

If anybodies out there, anybody... please... help!

This music game here is in a state of emergency

All about currency, wackness reoccurring with urgency

Can't take it any more

Getting too old, mouth piece just too cold

It's getting me swole

I need to occupy hip-hop like it's my concubine

Cause I'm the nigga said that I gotta be the breaker, one

Tell Rittz to pull the trigger, all them niggas is done

If I miss then all the hits you can name under the sun

It's a trick and a list on how music is done

Tell man don't light me up

Tell the weed people light me up

CD don't hype me up

YouTube fans like me up

Too loose man, tighten up

Don't need to a freshman, I'm fresh no yes men

Rap 'til I can't breathe, let me catch my breath and

Industry needs epinephrine

Pass to what you see but I kept the reverend

Overseas but I rep midwestern

Krizz the bees knees so I guess the best, and

Me I can't see with any depth perception

MCs believe in me for question

It's for the S.O.S. to you

And oh, so 'F' you too when I won't step to you again

And I'm a hold my breath for you to stop these checks

Commin' in and these train wreck so many men

Try to save it try to stay connected resurrected

And they're expecting me to win

One of hip-hop's lost a few legends

I'm holding a grudge until the end

Hollering Mayday

Anybody can you hear me?

Yeah, me

Why do they mistreat us save us

Aimless bastards leave us shameless

By the time we're rich and famous

All our art will be forsaken

While you're waiting sides are taken

Nonsense they just keep on makin'

While are last breath we are taken

We don't want our heartbeats just to stop... stop...

Stop

They know me on the internet

They don't wanna see me on a magazine cover

Half of these rap barrels never seen struggle

I've been fighting all my life but never Lebanese brother

Now I finally made it, everyone wanna see us struggle

Be subtle to these indusrties suckas, please

Fuck 'em I can barely afford to eat supper

Now you tellin me to word it out, but then

And over years we huslte

Makin music, and then people wanna eat a piece of it

Fuck you in the stab back, and ya wack rap

You suck, you suck, he sucks too

They rap, he's wack, she rap, freeze that

Skillin them, but you an MC, what's new

Just treat me, you should go to college

You could join the army, you could be a barber

You can be anything you wanna be, but not a rap artist

Your lyrics ain't cuttin it, you suckas just performers

Sorry to inform ya but you mad and wanna battle me

When I'm Mr. on one try to keep it calm, but

Every time I log on, the world starts

Seein but you never see the side of me we armored?

The dramas as worse as the rappers are

Fans say they try to be spectacular

The next minute we talkin bout how wack you are

It's no wonder why I always wanna smack someone

I need a ratchet, one, abracadabra, gone

Your shit is passed beyond bad it scratches crome

You need to practice some, I hear ya rap and yawn

That bullshit I heard you spit, you'll never have this one

Bullshit music fucked this game up

You should be embarassed, you should be ashamed of

Ever trying to rap I think it's time to change up

Go to Krizz Kaliko as it goes, hollerin

Horror flick, you should start with the sequel

Peephole, what I saw to deceive you

I'm the doctor that walks in and greets you

And serve you a smile like I'm all for the people

Meanwhile I'm the wrong one to speak to

To hell with a park all my dogs will delete you

The bars are illegal and all this is lethal

It's Conrad Murray when he walk in and greet you

I sharpen the needles, let it rewind

Badder flow, that'll mess up your mind

Got a Kaliko, got a Tech and a N9ne

And more weapons then everyone on this record combined

And that's strange

Cause I seem so nice, I seen your wife

No better yet again, I seen her twice

She needed flights, I got 'em when I seen the price

And let her roll with me like she had some green to dice

I know it's been a while since I sold at platinum too

A million and a million and-a-half of you

You tell me I'm the rapper you was rappin' to

I have you lookin' like a mummy when they rappin' you

Forget about my face with a mask of you

You better leave space like a NASA crew

I didn't have dollars, now I have a few

And now they look at my garage and tell me that's a zoo

Is that a Jaguar?

Of course it is, I purchased it because the corpse'll fit

And this trunk is bigger than the Porsche's is

They say I changed, well I call it metamorphosis

Fast lane, get the hell up outta my lane

Your brain will never be as quick as my brain

And the people will only kill ya for your timeframe

But I got a bullet that'll get within your mindframe