Lyrics Mayday - Krizz Kaliko, Chamillionaire, Rittz

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 anybody’s 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 anymore, maybe I’m getting too old
Mouth piece just too cold, it’s getting me swole
I need to occupy hip-hop like it’s my concubine
But I’m the nigga said that N9na gotta be the bigger 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, to how they doin' this, music is done
Sound man don’t mic me up
Tell the weed people light me up
Your CD don’t hype me up
YouTube fans like me up
Ya too loose man, tighten up
I don’t need to be a freshman, I’m fresh no yes man
Rap 'til I can’t breathe in, then catch my breath in
Industry needs epinephrine
Pass to what you see better get the reverend
Rappin' overseas but I rep midwest and
Krizz the bees knees so I guess the best in
Me I gets deeper than your depth perception
MCs believe in me and it’s no question
This is my S.O.S.
to you and also 'F' you too
And I won’t step to you again
And Imma 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 last a few legends
I’m holding a grudge until the end, hollerin'
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 love me on the internet
But they don’t wanna see me on a magazine cover
Half of these whack rappers never seen struggle
I’ve been fighting all my life but never let my knees buckle
Now I finally made it, everybody wanna seem stuck up
Me suck up to these industry suckas?
Please
Fuck 'em I can barely afford to eat supper
Now you tellin' me the work that I put in and all the years we hustle
Makin' music, now somebody wanna eat a piece of it
Fuck you and your snap back, and ya wack rap
You suck, you suck, he sucks too
They rap, he’s wack, she raps, please that’s
Killin' me.
What, you’re an MC, what’s new?
Just shoot 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 suck as a performer
Sorry to inform ya.
What, you’re mad and wanna battle me?
You’re gonna need some armor, I try to keep it calm
But every time I log on to Worldstar
I see a bunch of shit I know it’s gonna piss me off
And the comments are worse than the rappers are
Fans say that you’re the best, spectacular
The next minute they talkin' about how wack you are
It’s no wonder why I always wanna smack someone
I need a magic wand, abracadabra gone!
Your shit is passed beyond, bad as trash that’s gone
You need to practice some, I hear ya rap and yawn
That bullshit I heard you spit will never have it’s run
Bullshit music fucked this game up
You should be embarrassed, you should be ashamed of
Ever tried to rap I think it’s time to change up
Rittz &Krizz Kaliko but he goes hollerin'
Here we go now
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 bark 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 needing 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 wrappin' you
Don’t get up in 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