Chris Webby - Raising The Bar Part 2 lyrics

You can catch me on the dubstep Rough neck of the woods While I leave them haters upset Bust it cause I could Got your girl obsessed Rough s** on the hood Of my piece of sh** vehicle Yes I'm that good sh** I'm smoother than the scalp of Mr. Clean Sipping Hennessy and Listerine With a pound of sticky from the Philippines Chris is mean, too heavy for triple beams Kid, I'm Freddy Krueger with a fitted on up in your b**h's dreams I know you heard me Knowing I'm clever and worthy Baby I'm wordy Ha, Emeril Laga**e couldn't serve me b**h I'm dirty Like the air quality in Jersey So just cop another 30 Let's get sloppy if you heard me I'm the number one white rapper under Mr. Mathers Just kicking bad words, leaving nobody standing after I'm a ba*tard, I swing with a lightsaber, Jedi Master Then crack the a**kicking 'til I knock your a** backwards Faster, than Lamborghinis pedal to the floor Come and step to Web cause I can settle any score One and a half rounds and you will exit out the door Taking hits to the chest out of a triple chamber ROOR Girl on all fours, hit it like a champ Do it doggy style, Lady and the Tramp I do it to the fullest never takin' any chance Rocking rubber and making these b**hes evacuate their pants I'm the next to f**ing blow, I don't know why you would doubt me What you know about me I'll sit here and rap until I'm drowsy I'm the sh** like Mr. Hankey, smoke more reefer than Towelie Then k** a beat like Kenny when Webby be getting rowdy I'm nice and I say it proudly, aiming for the top And if someone else is there then I'll be taking up their spot I blaze a lotta pot, get lifted and just melt Like the cheddar in a grilled cheese, cook it up myself Yes I got the champ belt of these caucasian college artists I'm the hardest white or black cause I can slaughter them regardless Step in with my eyes red, listen to what I said Bigger than Baloo the bear balancing on his hind legs Lighting up the piff while I'm taking a piss In a cup for probation with a blunt still lit I'm the best, not a chance for second guessing Think you're better? Dream on, you're about to reach Inception Rapping it great, back in the race Anywhere I go, go and catch me a case Cause I beat up flows and won't never leave a trace When I uppercut vocals and kick the ba** Stop, drop and roll around I'm the king and I hold the crown I got the dopest sound Probation sober now Go light speed then slow it down Roll a pound, light it up Come and throw down, man try your luck Grab me a lighter, fire it up Ripping the bong 'til I'm high as f** Sag my pants, grab my nuts Rappin just to make a buck Throw my middle fingers up This troublemaker don't give a f** I'm a vet but I don't check a dog's heartbeat I just emerge the winner when somebody starts beef Hardly any facial hair, so everybody cards me Still they try to bite me like Charlie, Barney Rumble with a Betty up in the pa**enger car seat Webby spit it as heavy as ever, somebody charge me Assault and battery of the beat and I'm not sorry This is what I do, baby I'm just here to party I rap fat, make these b**hes backtrack When I ice my competition no Smirnoff in the backpack Always have the last laugh, chuckle to myself And that's word to the Ninja Turtle buckle on my belt I've got that True Blood, call me Bill Compton I got that good weed, call me Nancy Botwin I'm a super villain, call me the Green Goblin But whatever you call me just know I get it popping I need to be left alone my title has been set in stone Drinking Jack Daniels popping Ambien and Prednisone Italiano, they tellin' me I'm the next Capone Slinging sticks and stones to be sure that I'm breaking every bone It's that dude Christian stay sick, flu spitting So if you stepping to me, check your immune system Everything that I be saying is hard It's part 2, and it's Webby, I'm still raising the bar