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And We just wanna ride in the cut
In the Cak, we relax to the music
We just wanna live free, keep an
Open mind, no i'll never ever lose it
Do it how the dream go
Green grass, blue sky
Clouds of the weed smoke
Rosewood, bout to show em just how we roll
Its C4, BFAM
Streets to the steeple
Verse 1
Caleb
Im from Rosewood where everybody know the deal
Everybody know its real, chillin up in Owens field
Open up my eyes still they ask me what I see for
I'm headed to the finish line, Im rushing, call me Nikko
They say I got alot of soul
This music I just gotta flow
The moment that you realize that nothing is impossible
Its C4 on the track and so you know this shit has got to blow
The fuck up dont get stuck up on the previous fucking topic
Yo, face a blunt, i'm in my zone
803 and Rock & Roll
Music is the magic, I ain't talkin David Copper
Yo, heard a couple yesses in my life, I've heard alot of no's
Ain't no stop and go, I was just (prrrrnnnnnnn) when the cops arove
Get it how you live, get it? get it how you live and learn
Thats why im not about these "friends" and how they fixing
To turn, why im not surprised about this green and how im fixing to burn
Get in work, life is short
No remorse, hit the purp
Hook
Verse 2
Caleb
Are you a friend or a benefit?
Bliss is only ignorance, just like a fucking
Bitch will go and fuck her man's nemesis
Instrumentalist, the murder im supremacist
I'm smoking on that purple and yellow
I call it Benedict
Givers and the takers, movers and the shakers
No I will not stop cause you know life is what you make it
Be careful who you pray with, innocence is tainted
Problem with the patience, struggle with the changes
One day in the clouds, smoking reefer with the angels
Rosewood, Freedom, Music, Tangled
What the fuck is danger? who the fucks a stranger?
Nobody is perfect. what the fucks a favor?
South Carolina we got two up in the chamber
Blessed be thy neighbor, save me the remainder
My momma always told me to be on my best behavior
Bring your own blunt you can be your own savior
Hook
Verse 3
Ben G
Squad Shit
Rosewood, Memorial stadium
The fuck more could you say to him?
You know i'm fired up, roll the blunt and fire it up
My little brother backstage, swear he got like nine sluts
Dont you ever slide up, my homie got a nine tucked
All about the love and peace, don't you get your mind fucked
I'm sippin cocktails, toasting to a lovely life
You mad at me you hate your job and got an ugly wife
Forever bout the music thats the motto
Showtime, apollo, my bitch fine, she model
I was in Chicago, now in Cali in the grotto
We been hittin bongs, sippin rum out the bottle
On my pirate shit, who the fuck as fly as this?
Salute the kid "C4," let the people ride to this
What the science is? what the math do?
Rosewood, grind cause we have to
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Rise & Shine
03:52
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As I smoke a blunt, drift away, reminisce
On them hot summer days at the river
We was kids. We would see all of our friends
We'd drink about a fifth. We'd talk about the shit
That we barley knew existed. Living in the moment
Adrenaline was a quick fix. Mix the lean into the cup
And stir it like its nisquick. They thought we'd never
Care bout nothin so we are misfits likwe steady
Killin niggas talkin cicero, lipschitz. Today I had a
Vision, it was about my utopia: better job, bunch
Of fans, weed in cornicopia.... this fantasy is candidly
The reason im ignoring you, envision perfection
In my life i'm talking euphoria. Expansion of my
Knowledge like my mind is a centerfold. Do
You believe in spirits yo? Do you believe in miracles?
Do you believe that I can see all the places
Im fixin to go? I would take you with me but I can't
Its strictly business though
Strictly business though
Yeah its strictly business though
Its strictly business though, live amongst
The sinning folk. Try and do good the
Best I can, its strictly business though
Its strictly business though
Yeah its strictly business though
Its strictly business though, live amongst
The sinning folk. Try and do good the
Best I can, its strictly business though
My asshole hurts from being fucked by
The cops in columbia. This date they didn't pay
I cried about it on my tumblr. Sometimes
I'm a mumbler, psychedelic stumbler
You had your girl but now she's in
My bed I guess you fumbled her
Stir it up, a rumbler
Eating all the fungulars
Put em in your mouth, 30 minutes
Now your stomach hurt
If you ain't in my jeans or in my shoes
I am no son of you
What you gonna do, when the spirits
Come for you?
Maybe its an omen like a stale fortune
Cookie. Female with a tail, thats all i'm really
Lookin for, this metaphor is "tooken for,"
"look here boy," walk up to a cop
And ask the nigga what he's crooked for
Really though. My house smokey like I cook indoors
Please don't take his life untill he realize what
He lookin for. I hit my zob, I hit my roor, I hit
The scene, they hit the floor
I hit the lean, you moving slow
I really hate to do it, strictly business though
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Mustard(Prod. Intrude)
02:19
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try to lock me down but the fucking chains they had rusted
you niggas need to catch up so bad you had thought it was mustard.
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*(Ellie Goulding Moaning noises)
Verse 1
(Caleb)
Smoke fill the air lookin at you through the haze
Don’t know what im feeling more
The molly or the bass
Somethings on your mind girl I can see it in your face
Fed up with the drama fuckin done with all the games
Hol
Time is moving slow because im sippin on the syurp
I just mix it with the mountian dew and then I gotta stir up
Sorry for the confusion
This was just an illusion
Bet yo neighbors know my fucking name by The Weeknd
Bet you when im finished with this verse ill have you screamin
(Hook)
I got your girl singing
I got your girl screamin
(bridge)
Chemistry means nothing without timing
If you should fall, girl you know where to find me
It could be just me and you we'll keep it on the real low
(hook)
If you ain't wanna drink it what the fuck you broke the seal for?
Tell me what you here for, tell me what you fear for
If we ain't got no trust you can get to stepping like heel toe
She say she only playin imma make her sing for real though
…and it sound like
(Hook)
I got your girl singing
I got your girl screamin
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Titanium(Feat. Weaver)
04:51
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{Verse 1}
I know niggas wouldn't break you off a kit kat
Move it with ya chit chat
Rollin up the spliff pack
Smokin all the reefer though we live where they forbid that
Its 803 we cruzing feelin fresher than a tic tac
My pen is the peril of your strap man
Put my feet up on your head and watch me fucking tap dance
I see them bitches looking as they move into attack stance
I'm only on my junior but I feel like its my last chance
Put that shit on replay
Im like san andreas CJ
Im mean C4 that’s my mistake
I see love and yall just see hate
Its C4 ain't no Debate
Bring it back just like a rebate
Spittin fire beats I cremate
Move your body make your knees shake
Ask the lord don’t strike me down
Why you tryin to fight me now?
They tryin to find a companion, im tryin to find the crown
I need to calm me down and remember all the shit that grandma taught me now
Took time, had to find my sound
You better tie me down because my time is now
(Bridge{Breakdown})
To all the time we wasted making pointless memories
Did you ever stop and think for once?
Have you seen what you have done and whats become of me?
No time for apologies its too late its too much fun
Its too much bullshit for me to handle whats done is done
I tried to help you see for what its worth I tried
{Verse 2}
Them bitches thirsty, tryin to get a free squeeze
Free advice you can listen in my CD's
Transform dimensions my nigga 3-d
Free dreams unravel we livin freely
My world it is subjective, breathe and catch the essence
Life is like a puzzle it feels like im playin tetris
Eat you up for breakfast, smell u in my next shit
Sick as fuck now everybody tryin to get infected
Immoderate indulgence when your mind is here in focus
Glory to the potion, hail to the hopeless
Tryin to sush the voices in my head but they who wrote this
I bottle up my emotions, drink it up like its soda
They don’t wanna help you they just wanna kno ya
Wake up in the morning 50 pushups then I toke up
Why you askin me about your girl and what she showed us?
Talkin all that shit up on the phone and then you froze up
Ha I guess that’s how the game go
Everything in life ain't what it seems, im just sayin tho
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Caleb(justCaleb) Columbia, South Carolina
From Rosewood, SC, currently hailing in Houston, TX: "Caleb" is blowing up the streets with his unique flows and style.
Vowing to be a "multi-genre musician" C4 has music ranging from hip-hop to metal to acoustic , never to be called "just another rapper." one thing is known, when you listen it will be something that you dont expect. and thats the point.
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