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Chris Webby
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Mission Statement
[Intro]: Yeah, Webster See I've been quiet for a minute, now these bitches think that I lost my sound Everybody chill, I've been getting my business off the ground Finally successful, but to you that means I sold out? Well fuck it so let's remind these people that there's really no doubt Webby's still the beast that he's always been, and I rap hard So check my wifi signal yo, I still got mad bars Whippin' like it's NASCAR, still no one can touch me All you pound puppies never stepping to a husky Repping for Connecticut, stomping on you midgets Smoking weed, taking pills, fuck it where the whipits? No one can ever do it like I did it Spit so big you gotta right click it, scroll down and zip it I'm Santa Claus's misfit rolling with a thick bitch Rappers out here Ollieing, me I triple kick flip Murder any beat and leave the listeners to witness Jason Statham ever scared to put my name up on his hit list I watch these record labels all assemble the full Rise terrible rappers whose skill levels is questionable They have a hit single or two and fade into obscurity Me? I paid my dues that's why these motherfuckers heard of me Haters getting madder now, wishing I would beat it All because I fucked they girl on the top of my Tempur-Pedic Sprinke sugar on the bible- sweet jesus Punchline pros leaving rappers with they teeth chipped Webby been a genius, like I told ? Usuain Bolt on the track can't compete with this The state of hip hop now is straight tragic
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