★ intro ★ Wake up Wake up (hey) It's midnight You know what that means Yeah
★ chorus ★ Can i talk my shit now I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up it's a hit now When i hit the road, do a show, hit a lick, then i skip town Run up in the spot, no dancin', i make 'em all get down Boy you better sit down
★ verse 1 ★ Yeah, ain't nothin' fancy i'm still broke Cross town like yancy, i will though They say i'm in a spot they would kill for I could put them in a wheel and they still won't I could prolly get a deal with coke If i wasn't rappin' 'bout the past, back dealin' dope Got the offer and it's real low Over one mil' and it's still low They call corporate, they all cute in suits They on bullshit, with all that poop to scoop My shit goin' up, i go roof to roof They don't like that, they want mute the truth They gon' switch sides, they go group to group They want shoot the shit, ain't got shit to shoot 'til i go crazy, go and get the baby shark Then hit 'em with the du du du-du du-du-damn Big boy, you gotta shoot it with two hands Couple john doe come through like who's mans? Blue ball now she blew it like two grams Everyone i lose abused a few xans I'm right there on the edge of insanity Overlookin' vegas, overthinkin' my vanity You been throwin' shade i'm enjoying the canopy Everybody dies so i live out a fantasy
★ chorus ★ Can i talk my shit now I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up it's a hit now When i hit the road, do a show, hit a lick, then i skip town Run up in the spot, no dancin', i make 'em all get down Boy you need to sit the fuck down, yeah
★ verse 2 ★ I don't even even talk my shit now unless i got a reason Everybody watchin' like netflix got a new season I'ma get rich, hit the dealership, get the new benzo Bottom line, 3-16 like stone cold said so They bury me alive i was dead broke I've been livin' in a no flex zone 'bout to make a move it's in escrow Cookin' in the kitchen, my sauce like magic My pesto like presto Off a little bean, that espresso Little bit of lean like i'm gettin' over chest cold Got no chain, know i can't chill 8 ball got me feelin' like eight mil' Can't stay still, can't feel off a pain kill' Got the lil orange pill, not the dayquil They fake with it, they ain't real They talk about bricks but they can't build I'm frank with it, i'm jake gyl' I only sold gas, i'm hank hill Tank filled with the propane It's like a 10k grill, it's a throwaway They never ask if i'm okay, i'm never okay Everybody want a cut, it's a dry vocal I'm anti-love, antisocial I'm bipolar, i'm bi-coastal I might buy one and go postal
★ chorus ★ Can i talk my shit now I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up it's a hit now When i hit the road, do a show, hit a lick, then i skip town Run up in the spot, no dancin', i make 'em all get down Boy you need to sit the fuck down
★ outro ★ Why are you wearing that stupid meth suit?
Cal Scruby - Jackin' {Chorus} I'm not drinkin’, I'm just smokin' Back to back, it’s hard to focus Got the gas, not in motion Stuck in traffic, stuck-and-go shit Overcame
Cal Scruby - 1000 Ways to Die {intro} I swear, i swear, yeah Know what i'm sayin', know what i'm sayin'? Ayy {verse 1} This shit came from the soul Deep down
Cal Scruby - Chess Not Checkers {intro} I got the recipe, cook it up {chorus} This is chess, not checkers, y'all just talkin' reckless I'm not here for second place, i want
Cal Scruby - Small Talk {intro} Wow, that's crazy Really? wow (oh my god, oh my god) yeah Wow, that's crazy Really? wow (shut the fuck up, okay?) {verse
Cal Scruby - Underground {Intro} Corbett know I fuck 'em up when the beat drop Yeah, yeah {Chorus} Tosh.0, this a lil clip (This a lil clip) Rip, rip, hit the kill
Cal Scruby - Cold Showers {Intro} Uhh, Goddamn Stressed, so motherfuckin' stressed {Verse} Cold showers, I'm cold blooded No power, no heat, you a broke oven Get
Cal Scruby - 3 Chickens {Intro} Cry, cry Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah {Chorus} Clock keep tickin', yeah Roll that glue, that shit keep stickin', yeah
Cal Scruby - I Told You {refrain} Okay, i'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick Talkin' that shit
Cal Scruby - Genius/10k cash {Intro} I'm so fuckin' I'm only gunna do this one time I might pass out Yeah {Verse 1} I bet the story you imagined has a better
Cal Scruby - Concussions {Verse 1} She 25, she super thick Show me homie like "who is this?" I know he probably gunna know somebody That know somebody, that used to hit But I'm
Cal Scruby
Cal Scruby, born in Cincinnati, Ohio, is a 25-year-old rapper who burst onto the music scene in 2011 with his single "Best Foot Forward." From a young age, Cal had a passion for music and a natural talent for writing and performing.
After the release of his debut single, Cal caught the attention of Riveting Entertainment Group and became their first-ever music-based client. This partnership opened up new opportunities for Cal and allowed him to further develop his sound and reach a wider audience.
Since then, Cal has been quietly working on his debut album, honing his craft and perfecting his unique style. His music is a blend of catchy hooks, clever wordplay, and honest storytelling, making him stand out in the crowded world of hip-hop.
As Cal Scruby continues to grow and evolve as an artist, there is no doubt that he has a bright future ahead of him. Fans can look forward to hearing more from this talented rapper as he continues to make a name for himself in the music industry.