Chris Webby - Bowser Lyrics

Chris Webby - Bowser Lyrics:

Call me bowser, hit them on the floor like a boss bitch
It’s inevitable that you step into my level then you get end up with a loss bitch
Line in the sand, I’ve crossed it
Grinding till I’m exhausted
Never gonna put the mic down, I’m here right now
So what you want, bitch?
Still here cause I flow grind, mixtape shits since ’09
Only white dud in the game, who made it this far
Without a co sign
Baby and now it’s show time, they telling me that it’s your time
Freestyle in my destiny, bitches I never rolled my
So … my fucking name cause know we not the fucking same
I’m fucking for my life and the title just like the hungry game
Had to get … my succes…
Any time a beat gets killed, they looking for me
Cause they know I’m a suspect
Leaving competition upset, grabbing they girl then we fuck yes
They stepping at me in a battle when winning
That’s like…cats on a drug test
Shit will not happen, ready for action
Grabbing a mic and I’m getting it cracking
No need for the bragging I know that I’m dope
And homie you ain’t even a fraction
Or what I can do, I’m coming for you
And steadily killin the rappin
So fuck it, I’m through …
Taking bottles to the…be haning with dust pants
So slow it down, sippin on my …
Crack inside of Webby’s world like polly…
I roll it ain’t a fire, just so it can take me higher
Molten lava flow and smoking my volcano vaporizer
I had the … cause rap is full of politics
So all you politicians suck my dick until you swallow it
My dreams must have a Twitter account, cause I’ma follow it
And anyone or everything in my way, I’ll demolish it

Motherfucking monster, steady ripping and …
…into the chopper… breaking better than …
…flow, …spitting it so, out of control…
Keep the bitches… I stick and I go
I’m better than you, no matter how you try to figure it bro
The villain is back, given a track
Won’t stop till I got a million in cash…
But different rhythm…listen to that
So Mario, should do his cardio
And grab a flower, cause you’ll need to throw some fireballs
If you gonna step to bowser, yeah.

Chris Webby - I'm Gone Lyrics

Chris Webby - Im Gone. Off the mixtape There Goes the Neighborhood. Lyrics below.

Chris Webby - I'm Gone Lyrics:

[Hook:]
There's a lot of people talking to me, I don't hear nothin'
Pop a pill now I'm rollin', all I hear is the percussion
I'm gone [x5]
Driftin' to another world, losing touch with gravity
Losing touch with everything, even my own reality
I'm gone [x7]

[Verse 1:]
Got my unusual pharmaceuticals, everyone is edible
Barely sensible, but I'm feeling fuckin' incredible
Like Bruce Banner changin' the standard of being lifted
Got another duchie twisted the size of a fuckin' midget
I rhyme and they fuckin wit' it
So why would I fuckin' quit it
So I'll tap my blunt ashes on these liars and fuckin' critics
Designed to just be a menace
Let me pop a pill and witness me defy the laws of physics
Tell Newton I really did it
No losing so let me get it
Maneuvering with the quickness
I'm the reason that my local pharmacy is still in business
I'm the illest like I stepped out the clinic with bad news
Now they see me as more than just a gimmick with tattoos
They hatin' then fuck you, and fuck it yo where's my medicine?
I think I got another doctor's appointment to pencil in
Almost out of Adderall, pop another Ambien
Buckled in on whatever shuttle they try to land me in

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'll be poppin' G-ladies until I'm at least eighty
Unable to see straightly wherever the E takes me
I'm there, poppin' stars until I'm rollin' insane
Even if the doctor says I'll get a hole in my brain
I got that mental novacaine, palms sweaty, it's aight though
Molly and some acid tabs, yep! That is the right dose
I'm bad news, you want different? Then go to Geico
A drug induced animal posted up with the lights low
Brim to my eyebrows, higher than the sky's clouds
I'm Mike Vick, and bitches refusing to lie down
Greater than Alexander, searching for my crown
Ounces don't do it no more, I gotta buy pounds
Break it down - then I roll it up quick and I light that shit
Ain't nobody messin' with the flow now, betta slow down, you ain't rippin' mics like this
You don't live a life like this, so go and shut your lips
And pass the fuckin' joint man, I need another hit

[Hook]

Chris Webby - There Goes The Neighborhood Lyrics

Chris Webby - There Goes The Neighborhood Lyrics:

Yeah, see I’ve been grinding for a long time man
But I’m here now, there goes the neighborhood I guess, huh
You see I’m here to save the day with this music
Grinding to the point I think I’m really gonna loose it
But I won’t loose nothing,
They trying to step to me but shit you think you could do better with it homie
Then go and do something, ah
They trying to tell me I’m crazy, but shit im crazy good
Step into your city, they say there goes the neighborhood
For sale signs go up as soon as I show up
They building bomb shelters cause they know I’m gonna blow up, ah
Bright future, they say I’m a ticking time bomb
Until I’m up on mtv, waving saying hi mom
Grab your video cameras and get your night calms
Making history from the second they flip the lights on
I made it off being business saavy and street smart
Who needs a co sign, I let the beats talk
I don’t need another rapper lending help
Telling listen to some dope cuz shit, I tell him that myself
I’m just playing what I’m dealt, shit it’s been a long road
But I got a lot under my belt and I felt
At times it was a lost cause
But I always got back upon my paws dog
So I know I’m gonna make it in the long haul
Shit its now or never homie, I cannot stall
So I’m gonna reach out for the stars and I pray for the best
And that’s how it’s gonna be until the day of my death, word

Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say

This is 12 years in the making, far from immediate
But now it’s time to sink my teeth in it,
I’m on my beastly shit, cause I’m sick as fuck
You don’t believe me bitch, then go ahead and spit that semen on a petri dish
You need sterilizer just to give me dap
unless you want your immune system attacked, real rap
I’m not doing no duggy, these fucking idiots should drop the swag and take notes
Cause they can learn something from me
This is all I do man murder instrumentals
With this fire off the top like sweet tooth in twisted metal
I'm spitting rebel with a cause, deadly with the bars
Underdog since day one, wasn’t expecting your applause
I respect your damn opinion, if you don't like my music
but if you don’t respect my hustle, then you ain’t paying attention
I pay so many fucking dudes my wallet’s empty
Ain’t a person here stopping Webby, Motherfucker

Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say.

Fucking animal, Webby's the Serengeti type
They whipping Lambos, but i made it on a pedal bike
not even Gatorade replenishes electrolytes
I burn, going nuts from the fucking second I get the mic
I'm the grittiest grimiest and the wittiest, yeah
jack the ripper to the beats I'm getting busy with, yeah
and half these rapper idiots ain't even literate
I'm battle tested and ready, Webby a young Odysseus
Fire in my eyes and I hunger for success
I'm hunting for a title, while they hunting for a check, yeah
wondering what is next, but I'm going in fists swinging
Till your ears ringing, they don't expect what this kids bringing
though if you didn't notice, so homie just don't provoke it
I got my state on my shoulders, till I'm getting scoliosis
never gonna stop, my life is like the script of vertical limit
Motherfucker I'm getting to the top

Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say.

Chris Webby - Killin’ Em Lyrics

Chris Webby - Killin’ Em Lyrics:

Yeah! Yeah!
I be killin’ ‘em
Ye ye, I’m killin’ ‘em
Till my bank statement reads 27 million
They said I couldn’t do it so you know I gotta get it done
Acrobatic rappin’ the way that Webby be flippin’ son
Six mixtapes and the fans need more
I hit the fork in the road and took a detour
Fire Marshall shuttin’ shows down
Cuz I blow up spots like a Dalmatian strapped up with C4
Blow minds when they heard the rap
Hustle so many tapes you think I’m servin crack
Make bass lines sizzle when I burn a track
Only dude who made Datpiff’s server crash
Yo I’m nice better learn the facts
Came a long f*ckin’ way not a chance I’ll be turning back
Uh, so you know that I’ma rap check ‘em
When I put my fitted cap back like Ash Ketchum
I beat ‘em up grab an EMT
Think you better then you must be takin’ DMT
Dream on mothaf*cka I am DMC
Hard body flow cop my tape at GNC
See,
I shut ‘em up like they Papa Doc
Cuz I got more lines than a Stop & Shop
On the day before thanksgiving yeah I drop a lot
Of shit stealthy in the game like an ocelot
Ha!
Mortal Kombat logo tatted on my back
So you know I’m gonna “Finish Him” from the moment I attack
I’m a train passenger all I need is a track
To be getting’ where I’m goin’ and when I do it’s a wrap
So step when I bust
Get left in my dust
I’m in it to the finish investin’ my bucks
The best and I just don’t stop… an animal
My manager found me up at Pet Supplies Plus
Plus I be killin’ ‘em consecutively
Without expending any energy effortlessly
I got a bag full of trees, Chef Boyardee
And a hometown throne in the 203
Motherf*ckas know
They better tuck and roll
Cuz I’m the Master and Commander of this shit
They call me Russell Crowe
I’ll never love a ho
So I’ll wear a rubber bro
If I have a kid I’ll get disowned by my mother yo
On another note nobody can step to me
I think I may have told you already but with my memory
It’s hard to remember anything after all the ecstasy
But still they can’t touch me like I got a case of Leprosy
I got ‘em askin’ questions like they playin’ Jeopardy
“A dope spittin’ white boy?”
Bzzzt
“What is Chris Webby”
See they take shit too serious, I’m here to add some levity
Roll a J and take one to the head John Kennedy
What I’m here to do is pretty f*ckin’ clear cut
Even at 45 with a beer gut
I’ma still get your chick wetter than a tear duct
And make mixtapes that’ll get your ear f*cked
Not in Taylor Gang,
Not a Young Mula
I’m in Webby’s World
I am the 1 Rula
Nerf Gun Shoota
With a dumb aim
Leavin’ Monica Lewinsky with a cum stain
Untamed understand the flows
I’m dope, but at this point the fans should know
HBO flow with a Band of Bros
And a chick with an ass fatter then Amber Rose
Hehh!
I throw ‘em off like a star pitcher
They can’t follow the flow the way the bars hit cha
I’m a bar spitta
Shit
Them beaten me is like seein’ Mel Gibson at a Bar Mitzvah
Yeah!
I be killin’ ‘em
Heh!
I be killin’ ‘em
Yeah!
Hahaha
Yeah!
Webby’s Lab
Yessir