Chris Webby Oh Lord
[Intro]
Yeah, Webby
[Verse 1]
Feelin' like I'm all in, dip my dick and balls in
'Bout to bring that heat again, Charmeleon's evolvin'
Never slowin' down, I got no feelings of exhaustion
They say I'm gettin' older, but f..ck it, I'm feelin' awesome
'Bout to kick the walls in, bitch, you better back up
If you ain't usin' caution, you gon' have some bad luck
This what we have been waitin' for, so go and lift your glass cup
Put it on Webb like a moth gettin' wrapped up
It's arachnophobia, listen, that's what I give 'em
Bring the fear factor for my f..ckin' competition
Joe Rogan 'bout to put me in a ring, the way I'm spittin'
I get everyone that steps into my way into submission
[Chorus]
Yeah, I got 'em yеllin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord"
I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floor boards, the scorеboard
Is sayin' I be in the lead, 'cause Webby got what you need
Now I'm stackin' that money, they callin' me Mr. Deeds (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
My DNA is alien, my skeleton's uranium
Combined with adamantium, no, you don't wanna play with him
Scientists been studyin' the structure of my brain again
They think I got a chunk of vibranium in my cranium
Now I'm on the top, so they thinkin' I'm f..ckin' missionary
Three eyes on my raven, I'm a motherfuckin' visionary
So how they f..ck are they compared to my vocabulary?
I come from the family that wrote the f..ckin' dictionary
I won the preliminaries, now we at the main event
Gather up your preconceived notions, they'll be laid to rest
As I go from just another rapper who ain't made it yet
To runnin' shit, so get to placing bets
[Chorus]
Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh God, oh God"
They tell me kill it, I say, "No prob," they know why
My name is all up in the lights after all them long nights
And now I got the top of the world in my sights
[Verse 3]
I went from sellin' eighths of marijuana out my Nissan
Scribbled in my rhyme book, chillin', throwin' beats on
Something I could beast on, went and put my cleats on
Record in the cypher somethin' I got no defeats on, yeah
But I been walkin' down this treacherous path
f..ck money, I've worked too hard to ever settle at that
I want it all, and once I got it, y'all ain't gettin' it back
You don't know the demons I've battled to get where I'm at
This for everyone ignorantly refusin' to listen
Who still be speakin' on my music with their stupid opinions
So if you sleepin' on my music, here's a jewel that I'll give 'em
Shut your mouth or it'll be you that I'm dissin'
[Outro]
Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord"
I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floor board, the scoreboard
Is sayin' I be in the lead, the ruggedest emcee
This new generation of listeners ever see
Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord"
Take a look up at the scoreboard, oh, Lord
I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floorboard, oh Lord
Nothin' that you can't handle no more, oh Lord
Oh no, oh Lord
