Chris Webby - k**in' Em lyrics

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Chris Webby - k**in' Em lyrics

Yeah! Yeah! I be k**in' 'em Ye ye, I'm k**in' '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 ba** 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**in' 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**a 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 sh** 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 pa**enger 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 k**in' 'em consecutively Without expending any energy effortlessly I got a bag full of trees, Chef Boyardee And a hometown throne in the 203 Motherf**as know They better tuck and roll Cuz I'm the Master and Commander of this sh** 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 sh** 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**in' 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**ed 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 a** 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 sh** Them beaten me is like seein' Mel Gibson at a Bar Mitzvah Yeah! I be k**in' 'em Heh! I be k**in' 'em Yeah! Hahaha Yeah! Webby's Lab Yessir