Callao (feat. Penyair)
Israel B
Callao (feat. Penyair)
Lowlight
If the air's full of gossip, I can't breathe
They're looking to take me down, I got 'em in my sights
If you talk shit behind my back, I’ll just turn away
[?], I won't even look
We own the streets even if it hurts you, you’re just a network
So it’s better if you don’t talk, you can’t back it up
I really know what I’m saying, you say whatever
As soon as I hit the stage, I feel like Mayweather
They couldn’t bite, they had to bark at me
This is a [?] on the track so you can get off me
I got lines [?] that walk through the mines
If they catch you, you’ll kneel in the Sistine Chapel
Smoking dry, I look like an oven
I admit I never shut up, I’m starting to sound like a parrot
Israel, the beat’s teaching me, this feels like a show
I’m sprouting four arms, I look like Goro
I’m Israel, baby
But they call me Mediaset 'cause I’ve made so many fools famous I can’t even keep track
I come from the hood where kids drive without a license
There are three packs in that cart, there’s no baby
I came with Peny like Conway and Benny
I spit and I’m a verbal dictator, call me Lenin
I bring heat bottled up, bro, call me Henny
Moving balls side to side, call it Tennis
341 since the days of the shanties
My cousin thinks he’s Decathlon 'cause he stocks up on balls
All for the dollar
A business that runs itself
We’re independent, bitch, like a solar panel
Your mind’s rotten inside, looks like a vacant lot
Behind the beat signal, I look like a sonar
No matter how hard you try, you can’t sound like me
This is just business, don’t take it personal