Teddy Roxpin - What I Do lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Webby] Stay chuggin' on the 40 ounce, brain cells fried Like a clam strip, all day get high Neverending Story, Falcor stay fly Mom's a math teacher, so I gotta multiply Not a mathematician myself so I ride, In my 98 Altima parked outside Hustlin' mixtapes, I'm tryna get by, double U E double B follow with a Y Motha f**a that's me and I be so cool To be on my level your gonna need a step stool Always been a troublemaker gotta break rules Breakin' every law until they kick me out of school So amped up, you think I'm chuggin jet fuel Chasin' a bottle of moon shine with an O'Doules Since O'Doule rules, let me pull a Billy Madison And have em slippin' on banana peels if they challenge him I"m bafflin' any competitor with what I'm rappin' and The futures lookin' bright I think I'm starin' at a halogen Born in '88, I got it tatted on my abdomen Product of the 90s, everyday practicin' Then it started happenin, turned into a beast Full bred pit with a little Maltese Woof, slaughter any track I see Youve now been warned, you'd better hide your beats [Hook] I'mma never give a f** about you I'm just doing what I do Murder any beat I put my mind too Thought you knew that's what I do Rappin on the mike till my face turns blue Through and through that's what I do That's what I do [Verse 2: Chris Webby] Stop sleepin' over there, man pa** the blunt L ride around town and be back for lunch Got a full plate of beats and some Captain Crunch Mean on the mic, only lost a battle once Everybody else, murked em, cooked it up, served em Pen in hand, I got the dexterity of a surgeon Freestyles burn em, written rhymes flawless Like the names of every Mutant Ninja Turtle, I'm an artist b**h, nobody stoppin' what I'm sayin' Lyrical display gone shock em like Raiden Everyday ragin', show me where the party's at Where the b**hes where the broads where the hotties at? Where the liquor where the bud, where the Molly at? Where the stage? I'm bouta give the crowd a heart attack Life's short so you know I gotta live it up Brim low, dutch rolled, I'ma never give a f** [Hook] [Verse 3: Chris Webby] All I got's my word and my balls just a nerd with a cause Livin' life like a video game, so press pause Double tap X with a shot to the brain Backback square, catch em' with the scorpion chain So get over here b**h, I'll kick em' like Liu Kang And fatality anybody who sh**s on my name It's that tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate Pissin' on these haters like puppies on fire hydrants It's that motherf**in' Optimus Rhyme Full bottle of pills, blunted with a bottle of wine Fully transform bout to take over the game soon Ain't' no mothaf**a I'm afraid to bring the flame to Got em rotisserie while I be smokin' piffery Makin' words connect like letters written in calligraphy Not a person here steppin' in my shoes Cause see Webbys back, and this is what I do (Hook)