Dj Absolut - Angels In The Ceiling lyrics

rate me

Ft. Fat Joe

(Intro)

Yeah, it's Calca, baby, Cribs Mania

Time to teach these niggas

Crackology one on one, my nigga

Absolute!

(Verse: Fat Joe)

Calca, baby, you don't know me, I beg the differ

Y'all niggas is stars, well, I'm the big dipper

I'd give you a shape, but not with the clipper

Straight H, baby, _______(?!)

Shit suck, y'all the worst in me

F U C K y'all whole team!

These muhfuckas like drop, dyin' here

But prolly happy there's cameras outside a hot 97

Rap niggas! I'll tell it to your face

I'm getting married with Pastor Mase

The only hope for the Puerto Rican race

I'm taking flights so y'all niggas can chase, follow me nah

Some say I've got a ghost rida

If so, well, he betta be pun scrapper

If not, well, you're just plain foolish

Cuz errtime ya catch me, no. 1 with the bullet

(***PPBANG!***)

(Interlude)

Ya know, y'all niggas like quicksand

Goin' nowhere real fast

Hahaaha, shit, these sinkin' muthafuckas is Calca mainly

Errtime I try, errtime I try... leave

They just pull me back in

Absolute, only fo' you, nigga

It's Calca, baby, TS, ya heard me? Follow me now!

(Verse 2: Fat Joe)

Dead in the middle a lil little league nigga

Check the label: FuckBoyz, that's me!

Ask the streets who's the chillest emcee

And they will undoubtedly say me

How many times you done gave me yo demo?

I'm pullin' off in that Maybach limo

Tell ya the truth, dawg, I threw it out the window

Yo shit was slamin', it dissolved into crystals

Hahaha, I know I'z a funny nigga

What's even funnier, is yo niggas tryna diss us

Don't ya know that the 5th 'll lift ya?!

Them callin' the boys that have to come zip ya

Nigga, this is the game of life

Fo' the right price I'll have ya sittin' on ice

Went from a primey to a grimey, muthafuckas

And nah, niggas, I ain't have to think twice

(***Braaah!***)

(Outro)

This shit is funny fo' me, man

Absolute, only fo' you, man