Kyza - Callahan | Warm Up Session : SBTV lyrics

West London's Callahan aka Dirty Harry delivers his SBTV debut [Verse: Callahan] I'm apprehensive People saying I rap offensive They act defensive I spat a next style on it On the honor list I'm last so they wanna diss my past Soon they're gonna kiss my arse 'till they projectile vomit Let me share and state the facts while I compare the hate and drama I wear a plate of armour just to bare the weight of karma Bitty city down and out sitting by the roundabout Spitting at my demons while they ask me what's the frown about, huh? Mr. I'm the only f** up of the family If God exists then I'm guessing he ain't a fan of me I'm overloading I weren't built for the stage My boulder holding shoulders folding as I filter the rage Comatosing loner smoking as he spills to the page Corona zoning, stoner roaming as he tilts to the cage I'm like f** a line of coke I sniff lines of rifle powder 'Till my eyeballs sour then para glide off the Eiffel tower Rivals cower in the cycle now there's shallow shadows lurking smirking at these sweating cretins in the nightfall hour Beware that I'm feeling to set the monster free I swear I ain't willing to act responsibly Ask the doctor if there's a doctor he can refer me to I don't want to live with my mum and my dad when I'm 32 I don't want to live my life cursed by this hateful rage Boss smirking more while I'm working for a disgraceful wage I ain't at a grateful age I am not a pleasant dude And I can flip at any moment in my present mood I struggled through my growing pains now I'm showing gains Metaphorically I'm throwing flames in my flowing veins You can see the hurt see the dirt on my clothing stains Visions of the devil feeding on a souls remains The missions of a rebel fleeing from the froze terrain Spitters lie a lot, I have got to expose the claims Rap narcissist swimming in the vast abyss Wizard with the words cast a list I mastered this Storytelling but I'm surely dwelling where the past exists Pull my trousers down now you critics got an arse to kiss Always wishing my reality was less tense Women think my attitude is worse then my dress sense Took a slapper round to my yard to watch Fresh Prince Said she'd only kiss me if I took one of her breathmints Went from playing Pokémon to spitting bars, smoking chron Skipping cla** like I ain't got sh** I should be focused on They never saw me on the block for a week or two And now they tell me that I'm shocked when I peek at you Stuck within the same resort, struggling to gain support Sitting on the sidelines I an*lyse the game report f** a 0 to 100 I just aim for naught Blow my brains out on the tube, show you my train of thought Sometimes I sit and reminisce about the younger me Cause even though I was plummeting due to stress My stomach was Budapest in other words I was so Hungary Now everyday I'm so damn gritty intense I'm the Man City defence I ain't nothing without Kompany You think you know me homie you ain't seen my weary side My brother caught a brain virus and he nearly died And still they wonder why I'm always looking teary eyed Look, I just wanna tell my family I really tried To escape the ends shake the ground break the trends Gratefully it ain't to late for me to try and make amends I will not destroy none of my morals for the sake of friends In my endeavours I tried to embrace change Like what's that about, spat it out it tastes strange So stressed the process of learning how to break distraction Change is coming but I'm struggling to make adaption Taking action I'm more determined than ever This sort of wording is clever my core is burning forever I spark the internal furnace, don't start the eternal wordsmith My thoughts are starting to float like the autumn hurling a feather Man, why do these rappers think they're so smart for Flows start war, never let my froze heart thaw sh** I ain't giving in, I'm living in that Mozart poor That's just one of many reason I compose art for Taunted by the energy of juggling a grieving mind Haunted by the memory I'm struggling to leave behind Sight the mark, fight the dark, light the spark, lead the blind Quit this criticism witness lyricism redefined Or would you rather here me rap about the hood sh** Cause me rapping about a burner, yeah that's a good fit You never thought I would spit You never thought I could spit Until I grabbed your minds limitation and I pushed it Now hopefully you may see, you ain't gonna phase me Any cost, I'll defend my goal, like I'm JT Lately people in my circuit never rate me But I am gonna break free No matter what it takes me [Outro] Follow me on twitter @CallahanTV Debut EP, Messy Beds & Blank Pages Coming out this summer Shout out to Jamal Shout out to my brother David Peace