Yeah, this shit right here is for all the haters Alright, everybody sayin', "Yo dude, you can't spit." And I'm like, I'm like, "Yo fuck that I can spit!" Ha. So uh, let me just lay down mad bars Yeah
[Verse 1: Chris Webby] I'll spit a whole bunch of bars, re-roll up cigars I am greater than the rest Supernova, the stars You're just the common cold I am SARS I do not spar, every single blow will hit hard And I know what you are and hm, you're not me Outdo you in anything bitch, just watch me Drop shit on any topic, hotness Then swap spit with hot chicks and get my cock licked I'm a rot pit mixed with a little bijon Hugh Hef in the flesh, Stay rollin' with three blondes So don't hate this, I can't help that I'm great bitch I spit a rhyme and then I'm outtie, Like an A6 I make hits and I hit the marijuana Then beat the shit out of Rihanna just because I wanna Haha, Nah, I ain't Chris Brown, I am Chris Web CT is listenin' to everything this kid says The only time I get bread's at a meal Before my main course, god damn I need a deal I'm broke out on bail and I'm livin' with my parents But I spit, and got these high school girls starin' Darin' to be different, apparently it's rhythm That's keepin' me goin' every moment that Webby be spittin' Spittin' like I got a loogie stuck in my throat But fuck it I'm dope, the ring leader's runnin' the show So ring around the rosie with a pocket full of OC's Pop 'em all at once and OD Oh me! Oh my! So high! I don't even want to land Contraband in my waistband, rip it cause I can Half man, Half ninja turtle Half a fuckin' head case If I don't make it on the mic I'll make a sex tape Me, Kim Kardashian, and Paris in a three way Burn it right to disk and make a million off of Ebay I got true blood runnin' in my veins Sharper than a vampire's fangs Bang! Sneeze a lightnin' bolt, cause I'm always spittin' thunder Runnin' shit like Ari, cause drama like Vince's brother Smoother than butter with a pocket full of rubbers And skills that'll make your girl s-s-s-s-stutter Back up in this m-motherf-fucker with a vengeance Make 'em pause like they got a comma in their sentence You can tell I'm the shit as soon as I hit the entrance Fuck the shampoo, we that rollin' that Herbal Essence Cause I'm great like Alexander Two Poke balls hangin', spit flames like Charmander And I got your chick wetter than a Blastoise She said I'm sexy and she love my raspy ass voice I'll turn the stage into a slaughter house, ask Royce Fuckin' with Webby is just a bad choice! I'm a mothafuckin' goblin man Get the cable vision rhythm, rippin' on demand You can see me with the mic on my sonogram The doc was like "hm, I think we've got a problem ma'am" Had a rattle in my right hand, dutchie in the other kid Diaper on my ass, thirty rack up in the fuckin' crib Had 'em sayin' "what the fuck is up?" Cause all I do is fill up cups and puff a dutch Rollin' with a crew of giants like Justin Tuck So if you really wanna step, better muscle up Cause I really got to show 'em when enough's enough Cause now these rappers trying to bite me like Scruff McGruff Gotta get these damn dogs euthanized I am back ill as can be, and super-sized Like Star Fox, I am truly fly Can't do what I do, excuse you I Be runnin' shit with my manager younger than me And I'm young as fuck, and still nobody fuckin' with me I am in A&R's wet dream ready for the shit Cause the games a fuckin' rap when they let Webby in this bitch
Because the game's a fucking rap When they let Webby in this bitch. [x2]
Yeah, you know, mad bars Maaaad bars Spit straight on any mixtape I'm ill, yeah, whatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
