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And this is just the warm up
Get, get, get, get it
So mother fucking fresh
You like that?
Dramatic nigga
Webby hit them in the head, until they lose they lose their motor skills
Itâs constantly confronting my lyricism and flowing in
Now they know the deal, crushing shit, clover field
Rappers need to get their way cause theyâre looking down the hill
Compose the real, there ainât no slim fats here
And all this bring what I bring, cause I can spit that clear
Jump to jew and Lordâs here, all loud to their speakers
Making real rap music, theyâre singing with Justin Bieber
Itâs a shame, everyone on the radio sound the same
One more person rhyming model with bottle I go insane
All these bullshit club records with them autotune and dance moves
Everybody selling now, but thatâs the shit I canât do
What up P? queens to see T
Let me show âem how we do it in the 203
Shout the apathy any other real people doing it
When the chips roll in, move or lose it for the music, yeah
Thousands is back tell them where the siren is at
Win against the odds and rose above the shit, Iâm proud of that
Kicking flow is on my taking shit
Rapping superpower stronger than the X man, bitch, yeah
Oh, you shook once you fall back
Fight night, fall, get your jaw cracked
We keep it infamous, and making punk rappers dig a bitch and berry their caress
Cause these rap game, weâre built for this!
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, Iâm stuck in this zone
Iâm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep it so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, Iâm stuck in this zone
Iâm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep you so fresh, so fresh, so fresh.
Rap gone, my balls are that hard
My blood is that frosty, cold is up north
In the mountains and college doing sex on a bar
Like two hoodies on, itâs freezing, Iâm charged
My adrenaline pumping, and itâs keeping me warm
I got so many plans in my head, itâs keeping me going
Cause I know the other side of these bar wire fencing
Itâs a whole world out there for me to just dig in
And eat like a runaway slave
These cotton picking bitches, trying to get me for my pay
Listen, I am not the idiot nigga, I am not the herd, hoe
I kill your perm, no and let the third go
When a rapper try to stunt on me
Yo, Webby, get âem, Scoob is young and who the fuck Iâll be?
I got you, you canât put pimp in a box
You can picture hold me, I do what I want
MC shampoo is with fat laces, snicker king nice pair of A6
While youâre at home, plug it to the Matrix
Meaning waked bread in real life, take a pic
Cause I stay PIF and they need to go shopping when they see my fresh
Itâs like this nigga, itâs like that rap
None of yaâll better try to act like you that.
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, Iâm stuck in this zone
Iâm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep you so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, Iâm stuck in this zone
Iâm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep you so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
- Album:
- Websters Laboratory 2
- The Checkup
- Chemically Imbalanced
- Homegrown (EP)
- Bars On Me
- There Goes the Neighborhood (EP)
- The Under Classmen
- Optimus Rhyme Mixtape
- Teenage Mutant Ninja Rapper
- The White Noise
- Best In The Burbs (Mixtape)
- Chemically Imbalanced (Special Edition)
- Chemically Imbalanced (Special Expanded Edition)
- Compilation
- F*ck Off
- A3C Vol. 4
- Live It Up
- A3C Volume 4
- Live It Up - Single
- Homegrown