Back at It

Uhh, ya, mic check mic check, one two one two, yo I go by the name of Calist, I'd just like to welcome y'all to the tape I hope you're ready Cuz its a Helluva Drop Ha, Ima take a crack at it Killin' the flow, you would think that I was mad at it Willin' to go to new lengths to take a stab at it But I ain't know you can get famous by being bad at it A rap addict, I'm tryna' steal back the mic Nowadays most rappers don't know how to write And yes I'm white, it should be Hard for me to touch the bar Standard has been set so low that I ain't even jumpin' far Hopscotch hoppin' all over these lame ass rappers Oh shit it's crunch time boy here comes the cracker And I'll let you have a piece of me to try and give you confidence Only been here a short time and already feeling dominant Highjack this shit like I saw your whip and hopped in it Bypass your chick telling her I fuckin' bought the shit And now she want at this, didn't know she was so fond of this Cuz now when I see that girl she give me more than just some compliments Damn try and stop me, I been fightin' like I was Ali Cuz you know the Cash Is Clay so everyday they try and rob me Smart but not a genius, just know how to make you squeamish When I say this is to Eazy-G, You Know I Mean It Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, this is a habit Ya, ya, I'm back at it Okay, here's what I have to say My life is like a treadmill cuz I run this everyday And even without a deal, I feel like I'll make my way I been aiming for hearts, you Stevie Erwins I'm the sting ray I been great, just tryna' introduce it I'm gettin' ruthless in the booth, but at my own crib couldn't do it I can't rap at home, but forget I ever mentioned My inception about my music has got me lucid and I done crept in With a new reality where people ask what where and how is he Just not a fallacy as if they know all things about my creed I be damned if he to a degree burn down my Cali Tree For all those that done ran with me I'm granting amnesty And those that didn't, thats what I call blasphemy And when you wanna get on you better not come and ask for me This train is movin' steady cruisin' while you living your life statically No wonder you can't see me my whole team has got my back for me Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, this is a habit Ya, ya, I'm back at it God damn, this one hell of an intro I knew from the jump I'd lube y'all up like Crisco And this dope, like a pack of blacks from the Sysco Just pull one out, and roll this up cuz it hits dope I miss those days in the 406 Runnin' the streets at night, was just a couple of kids I sure come a long way, still got plenty of friends But, now I'm international, then, it seemed impractical I captured those thoughts, and I held on tight When I would lay in my bed, watching Nick At Night I closed my eyes and I said, you know your raps are tight Strive for nothing but greatness, end up on everyones playlist Bitch I know I can make it, let's see how far I can take it I got connects on two continents, but right now that seem basic Got a hand out then save it, you got your hand out won't shake it Because all on my own is the only way this shit makes sense Ya, welcome to the tape Uhh, uhh Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, I'm back at it Ya, ya, this is a habit Ya, ya, I'm back at it