[Intro - Young Korgy]
Young Korgy!
McClain!
1337M0B!
This is "The Calling"
We love Hip-Hop!
But fuck Hip-Hop!
'Cause y'all so fuckin' picky!

[Chorus - Kid Cudi]
I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)

I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)

I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
(Fuck no!)
Run from them (Run from thеm)
(Fuck no!)
[Verse - Young Korgy]
Lately when I get on thе mic I just feel like bussin'
I can't wait until they tell me I can't write a song (I can't write a song!)
Mathematical patterns established when I kill percussion
So maybe just by bussin' I could right a wrong (Maybe!)
I could weave a story with my words, or maybe I'll just flip a flow
Trappin' status the baddest like TIP (Aye!) and I'm just flippin' O's
Solid individual, uncommon, but see the bitch in yoo
My knowledge is atypical and verbal slaughter is ritual
You couldn’t wipe the stain with Gain if my verse was residual
Take it as literal or fictitious and cynical
If you don’t care or listen then “My Drake Shit” was ephemeral
I could drape up and drip out, get down on UGK shit
Ratchet like 2 Chainz shit (Truuu!)
Go dumb like Lil B on my based shit (Based God!)
Swingin’ bar for bar, we in the jungle on some ape shit
It’s Korgy and McClain, Rap we reppin’ like some Livin’ Legends
We’ve taken a stake in the game and bitch, we’ve proclaimed it

[Chorus - Kid Cudi]
I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)
I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)

[Verse - McClain]
How you gonna sit there and expect me to believe lies?
That type of thinkin'll get you beat, kicked and brutalized
You useless in my mind, nothin' but a futile child
The type of thoughts inside my brain have left it all defiled
I've seen the worst of enemies I've met from my vicinity
The only thing that helps reduce the pain is my green remedy
Some people use the pills or horse, some even use some Remy
But one thing I know for sure is that it's certain, I'll always succeed
I been to the bottom, I know what it's like
The only way to go is up, so I aim for the light
It's hard to be positive with all this bad in my life
But it's a damn good thing my mood is up from this high
I hate everyone and anybody from my generation
I hate every fuckin' song that plays on the radio station
The industry can suck my fuckin' cock and lick my balls too
You got a problem with my lyrics? Fuck you!

[Chorus - Kid Cudi]
I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)
I hear them callin' me
Will I answer? (Answer)
Answer (Answer)
I see them chasin' me
Will I run from them? (Run from them)
Run from them (Run from them)