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Kid Vishis

Genres: Hip-Hop

Keep Calm Lyrics - Kid Vishis

[Intro: Kuniva] 

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah 

 

[Verse 1: Kuniva] 

You carry a strap in yo' pocket, I'll put 'em in your face 

Ammo by the boxes, homie, you can catch a case 

Draw the line on cowards in the words, "You'll get erased" 

Public housin' the bitch niggas, put 'em in they place 

When did you slang gats? My dawg, who claimed that? 

The way I'm slappin' niggas up, you think that Proof came back 

I'm from that murderous, run in yo' avenue, cop a choppa 

Learn how to work on myself 'cause hood reppin' don't come with manuals 

Blaze cats as gangsta as gangsta gets, gangsta shit 

Laughin' all the way to the bank with this, shank a bitch 

You don't wanna see the weaponry that I'm mainly with 

Fuck you in the set that you came here with 

I'm D12, Frank Nitti, females chasin' me 

Fast ball with a slight curve, niggas can't hit me 

Shady for life, got a problem, you pay with yo' life 

If I okay it, by tonight they'd be sprayin' you 

 

[Chorus: Kuniva] 

We don't keep calm nigga 

We bound to spaz and roll up on your Nissan 

Better throw up a peace sign, nigga 

You know it's all Shady, so we side with the fam 

Together we ride, shine, even die with the fam 

Get away 'fore they spray, when it's cops, bam 

The price you pay for tryna bark at the man 

I ain't playin' when I say that we ain't playin' 

Real niggas all day from the late night to the AM 

 

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"] 

Yeah, I am preposterous, I hit you 'til you fall unconscious 

Long arms make y'alls look small, like you tryna' reach the jaw of an ostrich 

I make y'all dogs play leapfrog with a rhinoceros 

I nickname your broad Molly Ringwald in a moshpit 

I got the syllable thing down to a science 

What's a noun to a giant? Lookin' down on the nonsense 

So what's a word to a word smith? 

Only word that exists to me at the present time is the word "gift" 

Though you won't remember what you saw 

Nickel copper field, magician, the pistol with penny for your thoughts 

You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen 

And get ya' cabbage cooked and put 

On the platter with a rabbit's foot 

You got a gun, you might've found the wrong utensil 

Go and get you a notebook and a [?] pencil 

And write this down while you tryna body verses 

That Nickel got them outer body verses (brrrp!) 

 

[Chorus: Kuniva] 

We don't keep calm nigga 

We bound to spaz and roll up on your Nissan 

Better throw up a peace sign, nigga 

You know it's all Shady, so we side with the fam 

Together we ride, shine, even die with the fam 

Get away 'fore they spray, when it's cops, bam 

The price you pay for tryna bark at the man 

I ain't playin' when I say that we ain't playin' 

Real niggas all day from the late night to the AM 

 

[Verse 3: Kid Vishis] 

Yeah, yeah, smokin' that candy kush, she say that's daddy Bush 

I'm gettin' frolic but my pockets got that fatty look 

You lack that manly push, I want yo' white girl 

So I'ma shoot kids up in her and get Sandy Hook 

The Illuminati's in the room 

With a shotty that'll probably shoot 'til you'll die out your human body, boom 

Nobody move, I've come to eat your soul 

Gun in right hand, ice man, you lay up with my finger rolled 

Teach y'all, who the reaper of the beats are 

We are, all you niggas is retards, I see flaws 

When I say I'll give 'em headshots, no need to be paused 

Cut and dry, you gonna fuckin' die when the beat's on 

What would you do with a beast? 

Throwin' them deuces in the streets 

Would you compete? It would be an abomination for combination 

Find your congregation, so when you say I'm number two 

I fake like Usain, this shit is mine for the takin' 

 

[Chorus: Kuniva] 

We don't keep calm nigga 

We bound to spaz and roll up on your Nissan 

Better throw up a peace sign, nigga 

You know it's all Shady, so we side with the fam 

Together we ride, shine, even die with the fam 

Get away 'fore they spray, when it's cops, bam 

The price you pay for tryna bark at the man 

I ain't playin' when I say that we ain't playin' 

Real niggas all day from the late night to the AM 

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