Текст песни It's Your LIfe - Caliber

Caliber, motherfuckers, most high
Now we some cool motherfuckers
But sometimes some of y'all tryna trip over some bullshit
But fuck that man, we don't let that shit ride
When we cool, we cool
You know what I mean?
But step to us the wrong way, and it's on the fucking cracker dog

The grind is on me
Tryna stack what I can to my eyes and the price turned heavy
I know what I'm focused on
Tryna get heavy with and my paper long
Not the same old song turning right from wrong
Everything that I do gets the vibe turned on
From the county to the penitentiaries
For the ones doing about a quarter century
Especially the ones that hit the grave
Leaving families never quite the same
Who the fuck to blame? Ain't the same old same
Just take care of yours and it's not for change
So don't count it strange, all the rearrange
It just got turned into another page
For all my soldiers locked in a cage
Let your voice be heard like the mic on the stage

Gamble on your last breath
Roll the dice on your own death
(It's your life)
Leave your kids and your girl behind
Another hit and they fall behind
(It's your life)
Go ahead, just throw it away
Bright days turn into grey
(It's your life)
Outline with the white chalk
Leave your ass in a wooden box
(It's your life)

Now you heard what I'm flexing for
Why the hell do you test me for?
I don't know why you straight ignore
All the signs of peace, now you gets them more
You get extinct like a dinosaur
Now you got a damn war at home like Mike Rapaport
You a bitch tryna play me short
Fuck that, I don't play with the gat
I pull it out then I pull the chrome metal back
A fucking ghetto trap
Have your ass yelling till your bitch lungs collapse
Your life, it just snaps on the craps
Just pulling us back, so I'm pushing you back
I ain't cutting no slack, you must be smoking a crack
If you think that I'll dismiss any dumb bitch
Provoking me to bring this shit
Fucking beef dish, and I'm serving it raw
Killer aim and I'm aiming it right for your jaw

Gamble on your last breath
Roll the dice on your own death
(It's your life)
Leave your kids and your girl behind
Another hit and they fall behind
(It's your life)
Go ahead, just throw it away
Bright days turn into grey
(It's your life)
Outline with the white chalk
Leave your ass in a wooden box
(It's your life)

Whether through my dice roll or my tight flows
I don't give a fuck, picture me stacking up my bankroll
All I want is to come up
Even if I gun up
If I see you slipping, I'ma run up
Get you for what you got
Tryna get brave, dog
You begging for a early graveyard
Know I want it all
Even if I fall
Pull my strength together and get ready for a brawl
You know, you don't wanna go there with us
It's so strange to us, we so dangerous
I bust a rhyme like I bust the heat
Won't stop till my mission's complete
Till your body don't breathe
You feel the pain with some agony
Catch a glimpse, see what's standing next to me
The motherfucker they call death
You chose this route, now he's here for your last breath

Gamble on your last breath
Roll the dice on your own death
(It's your life)
Leave your kids and your girl behind
Another hit and they fall behind
(It's your life)
Go ahead, just throw it away
Bright days turn into grey
(It's your life)
Outline with the white chalk
Leave your ass in a wooden box
(It's your life)

Damn, he already got that hot shit
Kinda remind me of the motherfucking slugs in my clip
You know what I mean?
I'm just saying, man
It's your fucking life, don't fuck it up
But it's on you and I'll do you the fucking favor, for real
Caliber, most high