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Talking shit calling card
Maybe then I'll need bodyguards
In the bay we ride trolley cars
My getaway when that party start

To tell what's real

calling card 
Run it up run it up that's what I'm bout to do that's what I ought to do 
That's what I need to do that's what I want to do 
Get the money til

on my blood slides

Following the code
My calling card will be known
Following the code
Welcome to the horror show

I've seen the dead, my dying head

between "go try harder"
And "why even bother"
Making easy things seem hard
Has always been my calling card
I won't just
Give up on myself, give up on myself

Spit roast with a sick flow
Take your pic bro
Gotta go hard with bars don't dick choke 
Slip knot not a slip note calling card when I flick throw

'in your feels' moniker
That razor sharp calling card
That bleed gold like a Lannister and circle the track like Danica
I don't slither in Salazar, I

calling card
I don't want to know
Please don't tell me
I, I don't want to know
Please don't tell me
Because I, I don't want to know

A promise made and broken

Tough won't be on your calling card
Not when the going's getting hard
Ain't easy now to give it up
Surrounded by the ones you love

be hard
But, we feel you’ve got potential even though values aren't your calling card
We would have kicked you out
If we really wanted to
But you make

I'm done waiting
Look alive

Second place is for the first person to fall behind
They say
("pick your poison")
I reply
("they're all mine")
My calling

breathe, its your cold calling card
I know that it wont survive
The space where you can see my eyes
I know that the future lies
The place where a lover dies

didn't smell like a cigarette 
I left my calling card on a crystal slab 
It said: Hey old chap. 
We're glad to have you back. 
We're glad to have you back.

away
But the moon is your calling card
No, I don't want to remember 
Or ever, ever fall so hard

In the darkest hour, you have found me
The source

our calling card

My familiar and I
Watch as we fly
We'll soar through the sky
My familiar and I

I've lost who I was and don't know who I am
Is there

freedom means

We've let our pride lead us astray
How far we've fallen since our salad days
On the back nine of our golden age

Bluster is our calling card

alright. You know you'll get tucked in each night by your trauma
You'll come to harm, it will be hard, you know. That's just the calling card of your karma

the booth
But he found his calling card
There he go signing applications for a job
Saving every single penny for a mic
No matter what the situation he can

corner
A couple blunts to wrap around the la la
And a calling card I’m gonna call my mama
Rouge gone ghost ghost for the day
Jimmy jang talk your talk but

winter break
Yeah, I think counting money is my calling card
Yeah, they watch while I'm shining a human Audemar
Yeah, either keep it solid or you fall

Take and run is your calling-card
You got nothing left to say, eh?
Why do you do this to them?
Think you're the magic man?
Hunting all, these foxes

exposed and raw
So I hope you're feelin' thirsty

Now to paint a clearer picture,
Let's start with how we met
You left me your calling card
In the carpet

a calling card 
It looked kinda bizarre
In purple pink letters it read
Shareek the Greek
35th 63
If you want your future read

So I took a drive
to the edge

to the safety of the shadows, clear as doom itself
Get back, I'm flying over you
Cause that's my calling card
That fleeting moment of uncertainty grazed my back

tough it might be all out of love
So if ever gave you some you better cherish it hun

Now what a calling card that is
You get to tell this new nigga
That,