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Krizz Kaliko
Krizz Kaliko


Background information
Birth name Samuel William Christopher Watson
Born March 7, 1974
Origin Kansas City, Missouri, United States
Genre(s) R&B
Hip-hop
Funk
Rap
Rock
Years active 1999—present
Label(s) Strange Music
Associated acts Tech N9ne
Kutt Calhoun
Website Website



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Krizz Kaliko Album


Genius (07/14/2009)
07/14/2009
1.
Intro
2.
3.
4.
5.
Doe Doe (feat. E-40)
6.
Get Off (feat. Tech N9ne)
7.
8.
Getcha Life Right (feat. Skatterman & Snug Brim)
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
So High (feat. Kutt Calhoun & Tech N9ne)
14.
15.
She'll Do (feat. DJ Chill & Kutt Calhoun)
16.
Be Right Back (feat. Big Scoob & Tech N9ne)
17.
Hum Drum (feat. Tech N9ne)
18.
Happy Birthday (feat. Tech N9ne)
19.
Choir Boy
20.
Outro
21.
Yeah Bitch (Bonus Track)
. . .

Intro

[No lyrics]

. . .


Genius, A person of great and original creative ability
Of extreme talent and superior intellect
This is genius
Chip on my…

(Chorus)
Shoulder
I can't hold it in much longer, Words are gettin stronger
I'm getting closer to you, You're closer to me
So knock the chip off and we'll see

(Krizz Kaliko)
Now I got a chip on my shoulder, Might as well be a boulder
I'm holdin' it for four molar holders
And I got a holy rotive motives
Take a bite off my, right off my plate
Then I'm leavin' this evening
The piece of my reading is the meat with no seasoning
You can't even it out with a steam roller
I steamed over your free thrower
Sick in style is Ebola
He colder than a mouth full of Ricola
Bacardi on the rocks and Pepsi Cola
Maybe you be that one youngster when you're a wee older
Chip on your shoulder when you know you're an elite soldier
Believe me, but believe me, wanna see me on
When I hit TV, better leave me on
Spit telekinesis as far as it reaches
People can see I'm a beast at this
Hit the repeat and the heat don't be leavin' this
Got a chip on my shoulder and I'll bet you'll be shavin' it

(Chorus)

(Krizz Kaliko)
Ay ay! There's a chip there (too)
Got a bear you too
While I dare you
What I say to you might scare you
The rap's apostle'll possibly pop you
Wrassling hip-hop with a birds eye view
When I had on a mask since I was about two
So (they're gonna laugh) at me not you
Lyrically I'm the atrium
Look eye, when ya facin them
Never mind cause you hatin them
40 said if you do you do diligent
You could be killin em stacks you could pill up their feelin ya
Krizz I pissed in all of the cylinders
Even if we get crumbs for runs
The stadiums are still fillin up
We killin em, Anybody runnin up
The head on the snake and bat flyin mammals so nigga what
Gone dig em up… Yo favorite rappers and start feelin em again
Kali'll kill em again

(Chorus)

. . .


[Verse 1]
1-9-74 was the year mommy and daddy had created a monster
The funny looking kid from the suburbs, and refurbished genius 'cause nobody wants to
Cook up a musical recipe - left it to me so I 1'ma have to give it what I got left of me
'Cause if I left it up to (ya-'all)
Most of ya'll would probably drop the (ba-all)
I be raping these records lately, and ya'll ain't trying
You say celibate, but I ain't buying
No we can't baby baby
That crazy world maybe maybe
And don't be caring they hate me
And if you staring it maybe-be-be
Blinding, 'cause I'm a supernova, I'm shining
The tippy-top is where I'm residing
So if I gotta Rescue Ranger it, picture painter it
Whoops! I left my stain in it (I AM!)

[Chorus]
Genius!
Genius! (I am!)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)

[Bridge 1]
Take this session, as a blessing
His confession, keep 'em guessing
He's the best in, his profession
He's professin', learn the lesson

[Verse 2]
IF E equals mc (squared)
I'm an MC (squared)
No comparison (stare)
I'ma therapist
Dare you to listen
Now pay attention
How can I mention, your music paralysis!?
Beckon 'em, (Come here!)
Lyrically I'm checkin' 'em
Tellin' 'em: (Get over here!)
Way too far too left on 'em
The best since my conception,
Put ya antennas in my direction!
Give me an inch and a lead and it's over
I've been a sidekick, now i'm taking over
Never believed that a team, me could lead 'em
Now they salute when they see 'em (I AM!)

[Chorus]
Genius!
Genius! (I am!)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)

[Bridge 2]
I've been different all my life for a reason
Waiting to attack in my season
And I'ma be here, never leavin'
This is the reason I'm breathing

[Bridge 1]
Take this session, as a blessing
His confession, keep 'em guessing
He's the best in, his profession
He's professin', learn the lesson

[Chorus]
Genius!
Genius! (I am!)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)
Genius! (Don't you know my nigga)

. . .


Hey! Kali Baby
(Chorus X2)
She got her backpack, and her lunch pale too
Cheatin when im sitting next to you/Milk would do her body good too, baby
She got her backpack, and I got a ruler for her too
Now im bout to take her back to school

I can tell she got that thing by the way that she walking (walking)
Love that dang a lang by the way that she talking (talking)
Baby got dem goodies, think she wanna do me,
Shes a floozy oozy wanna give it to me

She got her jack in the box plus shes a fox, might jump right off
If I get the toss, not gonna talk, lights come right off
She know im khali baby, mabe its unfair
I dont care, I just wanna lay in her hair
Give me your number, well rondevue at the after set
Im the one to stunt ya, one to if happen as of yet
Her bubble, gets me in trouble, you can call it too excel, ima call it double
Her back pack, she packed ejects em, she got me erect some
Now I just expect some, your bodies inviting me to a fight
That well both like, well end the night in the right light if I spoke right
BABY!

(Chorus X2)
She got her backpack, and her lunch pale too
Cheatin when Im sittin next to you, baby
She got her backpack, and I got a ruler for her too
Now im bout to take her back to school

Her back pack full of school supplies
WHOO! Her thighs make me scoop her,
Back in round like a tuba
Got a trunk on her, front keeps me wantin her
Mad at her for that, matta fact I need to have that in the back
Tap it in the sack, dont know how to act when im round ya
She gave me that look, like im about to clown ya
I hound ya for a piece of that, hows about a squeeze on that
Im easy, like Sunday morning ill give up my cheese for that
Thick miss, Krizz is the pick for your wish list
Get bent, youll get to picture the bidness
She make em all geek when they view that
I told you, she got a back pack, but you already knew that

(Chorus X2)
She got her backpack, and her lunch pale too
Cheatin when Im sittin next to you, baby
She got her backpack, and I got a ruler for her too
Now im bout to take her back to school

Baby just shake ya, your money maka
Looked her up and down and said, mmm ill take ya
Break out my wallet, pay for the watcha ma call it
Knew she had a backpack from the front, fo I saw it
Shes a stallion, got the boys hollerin, ballers all of us
Hope her and all the girls come on and follow us
Them 816 Boyz, brand new rat pack
Lookin for them girls (HEY) packin them backpacks

(Chorus X2)
She got her backpack, and her lunch pale too
Cheatin when Im sittin next to you, baby
She got her backpack, and I got a ruler for her too
Now im bout to take her back to school

. . .

Doe Doe

[No lyrics]

. . .


(feat. Tech N9ne)

[Krizz Kaliko:]
See it's gon be a lil different tonight,
I think I'm a bag me a stripper tonight,
You might think it's funny, but I don't,
Want me to spend some money, but I won't,
She said, "I love it when you touching me",
It's twenty bucks but you get one for free,
Let's sneak off and get it on,
Do it for they end of song,
And do what you want to do to me,

[Hook: x2]
She told me to do it,
(do it like you do it, do it)
Doing it till you get off,
Baby that's how I get off,

She told me to do it,
(Do it like you do it, do it)
Girl you gotta take it off,
Baby let me break you off,

She told me to do it,
(Do it like you do it, do it)
Doing it till you get off,
Baby that's how I get off,

She told me to do it,
Take me, take me,
You saying my name,
Mama I'm doing the same,
Until we get off,

[Tech N9ne:]
We were out on the town,
Woman that's grill we throwing down,
Have corn fallas and columbia winery reasoning,
We swolling now,
Baby girl wanna take me home,
I put the flow with your music and a/c on,
I'm a tell her that she made me pumped,
And getting me horny enough to make me bone,
When I got to the crib nigga it was poppin, no stoppin,
On the couch to the floor then the steps and the feeling was shockin, bunnocking,
Then my door bell rang (ding-dong),
I really want somebody to leave me long,
But it was the next door neighbor with a bb on,
Maybe we can get a threebee on,
She said to me "could you keep it down a lil bit,
You two got my bedroom shakin I can really feel it,
Would you like another girl,
Does your girl like other girls,
If so I know this here will take you to another world",
Came in and we're right to it,
Didn't have to caribou lou it

. . .


Ooooh,
Strip down for Kali baby.
Ooooh,
Set it up for Kali baby.

She act like she dont like me.
Said my type was not likely,
To get close to her slightly.
Oooh jeans fitted so tightly.

She must not know my name is kali baby.
And I be the one who's drivin all them girlies crazy.
Big boy, I'll be your capitan, we'll get it crackin.
Call me if you're ready for action.

(chorus)
Butt naked fun!
Girl get ready for the-
Butt naked fun!
She keep givin the-
Butt naked fun!
Ima give it too.
Butt naked fun!
Oh yeah.
Butt naked fun!
She keep givin me the-
Butt naked fun!
I hope your ready for the-
Butt naked fun!
She givin it up.
Butt naked fun!
It's automatic.

We start on the floor, work our way to the bed.
And i can give you more, if you do what i say.
Stop it, you're doin it on purpose.
Carpet, if we dont get up it might burn us.
Do you got a sweet tooth? Let me unwrap it.
I see what i want let me grab it, can i be your candy boy?
Strip down right where you are and get ready for the-

(chorus)
Butt naked fun!
Ooh let me get it.
Butt naked fun!
Can i touch ya?
Butt naked fun!
She givin it up.
Butt naked fun!
Can i get that?
Butt naked fun!
Ima give it too.
Butt naked fun!
Girl get ready for the-
Butt naked fun!
She keep givin me the-
Butt naked fun!
It's automatic.
(hey!, hey!)

Let me in the middle.
I just want a little.
Baby let me meddle.
Ooh, girl you're so ghetto.

Butt naked fun!
Well it feels like-
Butt naked fun!
Ima give it too.
Butt naked fun!
Get the baby oil.
Butt naked fun!
And take your socks off.
Butt naked fun!
Ima give it too you.
Butt naked fun!
Strip down for the-
Butt naked fun!
She keep givin me the-
Butt naked fun!
Ohh its automatic.

. . .


[Chorus:]
I'm just tryna get my life right
Get it to go my way (go my way)
If ya ain't got pay
I'm just tryna get my life right
Top of the hill with my family
Cop a couple mil can't be mad at me
I'm just tryna get my life right
Don't wanna beef with ya
Get ya money let me eat with ya
I'm just tryna get my life right
Cause I gotta be the boss
Gotta get it no matter what the cost
Getcha life right

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I ain't tryna be Bill Gates
I'm tryna be the nigga Bill Gates hates
Make no mistake 'bout it
I'm tryna make it where my son see anything he want on the Internet and PayPal it
I stay valid
There ain't nothin' you can say 'bout it
If ya hustle gimme enough greens to make salad
I gotta get my money and my life right
I push ya bucket as long as my momma and my wife right
Don't really want people to see me in the wrong light
And stop me from feedin' my son it's on nigga, on sight
Pass around that collection plate
The selection got me feelin' nigga rich but I'm Section 8
Momma taught me how to behave
But aunt showed me how to fuck weed in a microwave
So if you know me know I love you from a distance
My absence is all about business

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Skatterman]
Some people callin' my story an inspiration
Relatin' to the time I get if I skip this probation
Patiently waitin' for me to slip so they can can me
Off in a cell when I was just tryna feed my family
But I'm addicted to these streets and blocks
And this concrete is crucial, either ya eat or ya not
Plan on reachin' the top
Gotta be willin' to poke your shirt out
Stick with the truth if you's a griddin' pass the work out
How can I judge a man that life just left me
I'm blessed, knock on some wood
Slip through the ice like Gretzky
Every move I hope the vice don't catch me, I gotta try
I used to pick shoes baby momma for an alibi
Nigga had to switch it up
Rap game pickin' up
It's critical, tryna walk that line of cash residuals
I'm tryna make it to where my prophece is invisible
And if I fail, just call me pitiful

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Snug Brim]
I'm just tryna get my life right
The kids and the wife right
But still I'll bust a mothafuckin' head if the price right
Right or wrong
Homie I don't give a fuck
As long as my son can get some [? ] for his Tonka truck
I'm bein' in it
Stuck in the game, dodgin' the [? ] cops
Been griddin', [? ] things when will they fuckin' stop (fuckin' stop)
Paranoid, thinkin' who gon' blow the whistle on me
Change my daughter's diaper in the dope house with a pistol on me
I sold coke, sold crack, sold this, sold that
Pray to the Lord, but I won't never get my soul back
I used to get the powder, when I touched it it would turn to bricks
But lately everything my finger's touchin' seems to turn to shit
I go to church on Sunday cause I wanna be a good nigga
But I'm a product of my hood nigga
Plus I'm sick of being Strange Music's black sheep
But I don't wanna go back to them back streets

[Chorus]

. . .


[Verse 1]
I'm watching you every move
Right through the window, whereever you are (aha)
You look through your rear view
Like you see me looking, when you're in your car
And you can feel this homeless watching
Can you feel my love?
And I don't call it stalking
Girl, you're all I'm thinking of!
Feeling strong to me
With it you're not on to me
Is it wrong of me?
But if I had the chance, I'd be sure to tell you
I love you

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I hope this don't get ugly
When we finally meet
I hope you love me
Don't act like you're above me
Think you know that I'm watching
You bend over more
That was me, right behind ya
At the grocery store
I walked up, you walked in
Wish I could send you there
So I can tuck you in
But I ain't got that lucky
So I'll just be
Outside of your house if you want me
Screaming I LOVE YOU!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
The funny thing about it, think about it
Me and you could be together, think about it
I sit inside my car and I dream about it
I know I can't do a thing about it

Yo, you're so precious, maybe that's why I love you to death
I smell your scent when I'm taking a breath
I watch your every step and make sure you get home at night
Just make sure that door is looked up tight
Cause I might be tempted to creep it
Finally get the sleep in
Just think of how much time we can spend
In my head, it's been a lifetime
You'll never find a love like mine
Know where you can hide it, I can't find it
I'm coming to meet you tonight
Yeah, I can't take it no more
It don't matter if you lock your front door
Here I come baby

[Chorus]

. . .


Ya left me
I'm like I don't know why
Ya came back
And gave it another try
But I'm caught up
And I will add it's a lie
So we stop
And now we're sayin bye bye

If ya want me to kill
I would
If ya want me to steal
I would
If ya want me to love ya
I could
But we're so misunderstood

Me and you together ain't really good anyway
We could break up or just break out in a heated argument on any given day
I'm impossible
Bein' with me is an obstacle
Women of the world
I got lots to pull
But we closer than most
Especially with our clothes of the floors
I'm only givin' dough's to those hoes
And without you is the one thing I hate
Together's our fate
But if ya ask baby I would jump in a lake
And I cheated
You stayed faithful
And I'm ungrateful
And I act so damn hateful
And over and o'er and o'er the sofa, finito
Cause I ain't seen when they get control of my libido
Forget about it
Cause I mean the world loves you
I was just playin' with them girls baby I love you
I know I messed up with ya baby I owe you
If we break up I'm a die o'er you

If ya ask me to kill
I would
If ya ask me to steal
I would
If ya want me to love ya
I could
But were so misunderstood

Baby this is too hard
The fightin' and the fussin' and the cussin' and ya bustin' me in my mouth
Girl I just want ya heart
I'm tusslin' with the fact that ya want me to get out
But I ain't leavin

You will listen to me now
If I gotta hold ya down (down, down)
We're soo misunderstood
Ya finally wonderin' why ya still keepin' me around

But if ya ask me to kill
I would
If ya ask me to steal
I would
If ya want me to love ya
I could
But were so misunderstood
(Pray for me ya'll)

And we're so misunderstood

. . .


[Intro:]
(Mom) Christopher its time for bed
(Kid) Ahhh mom I dont want to go to bed
(Mom) Common
(Kid) Ok will you read me a bed time story please please
(Mom) Ok you get to bed and Ill get the story book
(Mom) You all tucked in
(Kid) Yea

[Verse1:]
Heres the story
About a little boy who wasnt so bad
Stylin but he feelin so sad
As a young lad he lost his dad
Momma didnt have much
But thankful for the things she had
Mom and sister was the parent and system
Tucked him in his bed at night (goodnight)
Then on his head she kissed him
The lights go out
Thats when it started yeah
Little Christopher became very scared
So then in his closet
Things began to move back and forth
That of course all in his head
Dont eat no sugar for bed
Whats the meaning
Waking up from a dream screaming
All the while singing that

[Chorus:]
I got an upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you're older
Wake up and you're bipolar
An upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you;re older
Wake up and you're bipolar

[Verse2:]
Before he became a man
He almost lost his fam
Since his momma
Get in the school bathroom vomiting
Shakin up mood swings
Cool swings
From wakin up
Dude seems cool
But really breakin up
People go in and out of his life
He missed out on his wife
So he decides to go and grab a knife
And take himself to the other side of the sun
Cause if he stays here then more pain'll just come
Take him away from this
Cause he couldnt escape from this
Hed even pay to make this his last day
Then a ray from the sky (sky) shined on him
And god (god) smiled on him
Now the whole (whole) world gets to hear him sing that

[Chorus:]
I got an upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you're older
Wake up and you're bipolar
An upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you;re older
Wake up and you're bipolar

Pull yourself up out it
Even if you doubt it
You can live without it
Just forget about it
I know you tried to drown u
Tried to get up out it
Head to the sky and shout it

[Chorus:]
I got an upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you're older
Wake up and you're bipolar
An upside down
Smile and I
Got to wipe my frown
Dry my eyes
Kids this is how it is when you;re older
Wake up and you're bipolar

. . .


I've been in the game for like 10 of the damnest
The plan is, to get paid, bread, money like I'm Ahkmed
Get on top of the pile and itll change the game, but the game ain't payin the same
The money and the fame itll short stop you, It'll even robot you
Cant even afford pop, the underground been good to us,
The whole world needa shoulda, woulda, could know us
And with Techs respect, his fan base let me cash the check
And Kali baby on deck, if you on next, I suggest you protect your investment
Get it right from the nearest exit, We graduated and glad we made it
And hopin we can elevate your mind, and next time you rewind
Listen to Genius and play the whole song, say Kali Baby dead wrong

(Chorus ???)
Dead wrong, if I take (???)
If I killed him, would you still love me (Dead Wrong)
Dead wrong , if I took (???)
If you feel me, then would you tell me?
Imma hog both legs, take the showd out (X3)

From juggalos to juggalets, from my new news to my vets
To my niggas in the projects, While they make it rain on em
I gain from em, they tat a nigga name on em
Yall know Krizz, heard him on a couple of features
You seen him in every city, a couple of beaches,
I hit a couple of beaches, when I was overseas, I think aborigines
Make our music to fly, If you could do it like I,
You see your people divide, can easily have your pick of the litter
Throw you headline and we bigger, welcome to the mid-western kings
Checks and things, blow money on our pinky rings
And we pushin Mercedes, play hot potato with ladies
Greatest, Kali Baby

(Chorus ???)
Dead wrong, if I take (???)
If I killed him, would you still love me (Dead Wrong)
Dead wrong , if I took (???)
If you feel me, then would you tell me?
Imma hog both legs, take the showd out (X3)

. . .

So High

[No lyrics]

. . .


I'm only happy when I'm drinking
Cause sometimes life is just too hard
The chemical kills what I'm thinking.
I end up right back where I start, oh
This is not my for-real life (life)

It's the chemical, it's the chemical
The chemical, it won't let me go (I like it)
The chemical (I love it), it won't let me go (I hate it)
Let me go, we're almost there
No we're not

Can only fly, if I'm high
The chemical it gets me by
If I don't scream that means I'm fine
I can't leave the chemical behind
Take me!

It's the chemical, it's the chemical
The chemical, it won't let me go (I like it)
The chemical (I love it), it won't let me go (I hate it)
Let me go, we're almost there
No we're not.

You? Who me?
Must be crazy
Should not take this for my safety
Chemical kills, what little pills?
I can't seem to keep myself still

It's the chemical, it's the chemical
The chemical, it won't let me go (I like it)
The chemical (I love it), it won't let me go (I hate it)
Let me go, we're almost there
No we're not

. . .

She'll Do

[No lyrics]

. . .

Be Right Back

[No lyrics]

. . .

Hum Drum

[No lyrics]

. . .

Happy Birthday

[No lyrics]

. . .

Choir Boy

[No lyrics]

. . .

Outro

[No lyrics]

. . .

Yeah Bitch

[No lyrics]

. . .


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