Webby's Lab 2 (Intro)

(专辑： Webster's Laboratory II - 2016)

[Verse 1:]
Yeah...
I was, stuck inside my fucking studio pacing
Stressing and second guessing with all the music I'm making
Re assessing who I choose to put faith in
And re examining who really has a say in all these moves that I'm making
Stepped away for a minute, made a new situation
And now it's back to the basics, I know you have been waiting
Cause see it ain't about the numbers or the views or rotations
I'm hungry, those in my way should get to funeral arranging
I'll bruise em, I'll scrape em, I'll chew em, I'll break em
And Get a skewer filet em, like food on my plate and throw what's left in the stew I was making
I'm patient I'm calm and I'm cool I'm just saying
The person that you see when you google my name, with those stupid photo shoots from like 2008 with the early interviews of me saying some super outdated chemically fueled ludicrous statements
Was just a kid who lacked guidance, up in the public eye
But I'm all grown up now, so fuck it right
Let's get back to raising hell up again
And talking shit about these rappers cause I'm better than them
Time to give em all a show so go assemble your friends
We in the lab, like its 2011 again
The hands on the clocks jumping, but dammit I'm not bluffing
It's time to make shit get outta hand like I dropped something
Won't stop nothing I'm back bitch, the bandicoot of Datpiff
With my lab kit, and bottle ready to crash shit

[Interlude:]
Oh you think that's it? Not even close mother fucker. Check check...

[Verse 2:]
Rocking crowds is what I love to do
Adrenaline is pumping through
My body, sending dopamine levels right through the fucking roof
Serotonin rushing too, more than any drug could do
Music's like my anti depressant, this shit ain't nothing new
Without it I'd be caught up in stress, an alcoholic, a mess
I don't just do this cause it offers a check
Cause I don't need a label office, a jet, or a crib in the hills or a lamborghini and jewelry all on my neck
But I'm sick of falling in debt with this Indian guy from American Express putting in this call to collect
But I see being pushed to the brink as a test
And honestly, being broke really seems to bring out my best
I feel like, I'm locked inside a fuckin cage with a pen
Being pushed to the point that I hate this game that I'm in
Surrounded by these people who just like to fake and pretend
So they ask, "if that's the case why you ain't famous as them?"
I dunno, but just lemme give my midnight toast
Hip hops dead like nas said and it's this I quote
I'm feeling like I'm out the loop and it's an inside joke
"Wait wait, your actually serious? You think this guys dope?"
So I'll keep giving my lectures, professor Webster is back in my mask jacket and gloves cooking tracks in the desert
I'm back and I'm better, acting erratic dramatic and clever
Cause I'm, still up in the fucking lab like Dexter

[Outro:]
Five years later, we back up in the laboratory mother fucker. Welcome to the mixtape. Yea!