a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

chris webby - killin em lyrics

yeah! yeah!
i be killin’ ’em
ye ye, i’m killin’ ’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 b-ss 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-ckin’ 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-cka 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-t 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 p-ssenger 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 killin’ ’em consecutively
without expending any energy effortlessly
i got a bag full of trees, chef boyardee
and a hometown throne in the 203
motherf-ckas know
they better tuck and roll
cuz i’m the master and commander of this sh-t
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 n-body 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-t 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-ckin’ 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-cked
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 c-m 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 -ss fatter then amber rose
hehh!
i throw ’em off like a star pitcher
they can’t follow the flow the way the bars h-t cha
i’m a bar spitta
sh-t
them beaten me is like seein’ mel gibson at a bar mitzvah
yeah!
i be killin’ ’em
heh!
i be killin’ ’em
yeah!
hahaha
yeah!
webby’s lab
yessir

- chris webby lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS