[Verse 1: Chris Webby] Still I'm off the chain, Webby need a leash I'm consistently givin' you shit that's clever and unique If you don't think that I'm wreckin' every second that you sleep You basically played yourself like Puff an get him to the Greek Now when I be spittin' people actually listen Because Webby be rippin' with grammatical precision Adverbs and adjectives, kickin' all these damn vowels Constanents till my enemy sweat, here's a hand towel ShamWow salesman, beatin' up you bitches Cookin' up a classic with this heat from out the kitchen I'm originally genius, brain out of proportion And got your girls legs spread wider than Air Jordan I'm ballin', every single syllable I said is clear Ridin' into Camelot to stick it into Guinevere King Aurthur flow, on top like the Northern Hemisphere Murderin' the verse, so I guess that I gotta end it here
[Hook] Webby's on the flow, fitted hat low, they already know it's about to go down Bout to go down, bout to go down, bout to go down, down, down, down And when I get signed on that dotted line They already know it's about to go down, they already know They already know, they already know, they already know They already know, it's about to go down
[Verse 2: Chris Webby] Verse two, if your a mic, then I'mma murk you Any problem I got I grin and bear it and work through So stop sleepin', I'll give you a later curfew Your not feelin' it? You must've took a perk dude Cause I got everybody turnin' up they volume Cause it's about to go down like a log flume I live the life now, rappin' is my frickin' job Roll with more bitches then racin' the Iditarod Get it? cause girl dogs are called bitches The Iditarod's a dog race, now keep up with it If you can't follow my lyrics mothafucker just dance Cause my lines above your head like a Red Woods branch Rhymin' with the best, flyer then the rest Steve Carell in Anchorman, I'll put a trident to your chest I'm new school in the flesh And they already know, they already know that Webby's up next
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[Verse 3: Chris Webby] I'm rollin' with an OZ, pockets always full of green Logan with his dog tags on, I'm fuckin' Wolverine Slicin' up my competition with the adamantium Aimin' for a title that ain't ever had a champion Stay poppin' Ambien to put me to sleep Cause with all the Adderall shit, I'll be up for a week Fuck it I'm done, the hottest dude under the sun My Ninja's outnumber haters by a hundred to one Shout to Mac Miller, MGK, Wax and Herbal T Any white boy who can actually go hard's ok with me I rep Connecticut exactly where I say I be And I got Apathy's blessin', so I'mma stay ya see Keep on hatin' me, you'll see the tables turn Cause I'mma mothafuckin' animal in layman's terms I'mma psychopathic off-spring of Satan's sperm So walk in front of me an we'll see just the way you burn
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