Chris Webby - We Made You lyrics

Man, I don't even know what I'm doin in this motha f**in booth right now) Haha, let's go! [Chorus:] When you walk in the room, it is clear to see I'm the one, with the bong, and the bag of weed I'm a pothead And everybody knows it's so drop dead If you will oppose it I'm the one whose burning Back by popular demand Wait no not yet, no one even knows who I am But I'm the White Noise and I'm kickin it again Kick em to the curb as I stick it to the man Chris Webby, check the Johnathan Hanco*k Walk around buzzed on and pot Got so many lyrics, when I drop it I can't stop Find me a biddy and I'm watching her pants drop Whoa, start unzipperin now There's no way I be simmerin down But I be Donkey Kong and I'm a hit em with a simian pound Keep buzzin like a sippian Wow now, Kowabunga When I come and hit em from the under Round make sound like thunder Quaint as the weather in a tundra Stunned ya cause I'm rappin I'll It'll really make ya wonder [Chorus] I'm the illest white rapper on 20 muscle relaxers Sniffin anthrax just to feel the sh** faster I'm f**in jedi master no need for a blaster My lightsaber will leave none standin after I swing it around and cut everyone to fractions Keep em in a pile then drive away laughing I think that I lost it, I can't explain my actions Neither can the therapist, he says that I'm on crack And I only have to agree cause I been smoking that Since I was like 6 sittin on Santa's lap Askin for my own prostitute and a bat So I can knock her out and jerk off on her rack A little animal is what the f** I was Poppin Ritalin, tattling, just to get a little buzz f**, what was I even talking about? Uh... Oh yeah, where was I? Kids, don't do d** [Chorus] And that's why My dutch I've never had enough So I'm a roll me up another once I finish this up And that's why My brain Is now completely f**ed So I have no idea why I am even saying this stuff I'm a young buck, f**ed up, trashed like a dump truck With bundles of smelling like a skunks bu*t Slaughter any dumbf**, messing with the come up Like Mario with a green shroom, got 1up On anybody cause you know I flow a dope Walk around with a cane, beatin up older folk I'm just looking for a pair of titties I can motorboat Or a bottle of penicillin so I can overdose Comatose mother f**er and the morning wood Raspy a** voice sounded like Donald Duck Mad Game, Crazy, rolling with a lot of s*uts Pop so many pills, who would know what I could vomit up? Hanukkah to Ramadan, I got a bomb tickin Goin on and on, who would stop at my mission? Murder Robin Hood, f**in choke him with my belt And I steal from the rich and keep it for myself [Chorus] Get High High High Get High High High Get High High High Get High Get High