Church (Intro)
(专辑: There Goes The Neighborhood - 2011)
Welcome, welcome! All you ninjas! Come on in and make some room Move on over, now! Go watch out for the
baby head! The
baby... You about to head the
baby in the
head.. Why you gotta take up both seats? Just move on over! Lets start the
show We have a
special guest tonight... He goes by the
name of Chris Webby Now, this you man, hails from Connecticut After six mixtapes After half a
million dollars After 20 million YouTube views Countless sold out shows And many a
satisfied fan! All you ninjas, give a
warm welcome to your... Chris Webby You see I'm buzzing now Shovel in hand I
dug from the
underground Lyrical artillery loaded with forty-dozen rounds They used to run they mouth Shit, they Daffy Ducking now! Came out spitting First photo shoot was my ultrasound Throwing up my middle fingers in my Mother's uterus Spitting fire off of the
top Mount Vesuvius Always caught disturbing the
peace They said I
was Ludacris Crazy, unpredictable, nutty, but never stupid, bitch Smart guy like Taj Mauer eating pot brownies On the
run for killing beats 'till the
fucking cops found me On the
loose again Apple juice and gin Out manouvering my enemies Leave 'em with sutures in Cut 'em up Cause my flow is sharper than Excalibur Maximus, Decimus, Maridius to these challengers Gladiator in the
flesh Swinging for your fucking neck Slicing up these beats While you bitches can even cut a
check Up next, final stop, success, like… Now hold on, now hold up, hold on now, hold on... You gots to teach these boys how to rap.. Cause what these boys out here is doing, is not rap. It's wack You got to show them the
multi-syllable schemes You got to show them the
air-tight flow You got to show them, them punchlines Now get on in there and do your thing, son! Everything I
do, I
do it with heart Werewolf with a
full moon in the
dark Tear a
fucking human apart I'm stupidly smart Started on the
east But my music made a
westward expansion something like Lewis and Clark Climbing up the
musical charts And me falling off? That's like Bullseye from Daredevil losing at darts I'm just a
crazy motherfucker Who was bred to be a
monster, since the
eighties motherfucker I'm lyrically inclined Put my spirit in my rhymes Veins pumping hip-hop You can hear it in my lines Rolling with a
bunch of goons Everyday we grinding on And we All Spark You can catch me up on Cybertron I
am on everything Bad Meets Evil-er That's just how the
cookie crumbles Motherfucking Keebler! Mark my teachers words They told me that I
should be mature But now that my pockets beefed up I'm never going vegan, sir Grinding 'till the
fucking day I
stop breathing Word