Yea, this is where i show you how nice i am. 50 bars.

I rip up the mic dirty, battle anybody who's worthy
The only player out with a ct jersey
You see me, heard me, felt me, purely
The sickest on the earth, ain't no shit to cure me
I am surely, a rhyme busta, fuck ya
If

Yeah,
Put your bottles of adderall in the air.
If everybody were a.d.d.,
You know you got it.
Ha, listen, listen...

I got attention deficit disorder.
I ain't kidding,
I don't know where i'd be
Without the adderall and ritalin.
Poppin' them shits three at a t

Miss Daja:
They say, They say this life is gonna chew you up and spit you right back out
But this games all I know about and I know it ain't fair but I’m almost there, I know I’m almost there

Chris Webby:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m feeling stuck really what the fuck, I kill it wi

Chris webby:
Got my life on repeat, man, the beat goes on
Nikes flat up on the street, and I keep those on
Recharged and rebuilt, I can speak no wrong
Don't like me? Then fuck you, like that cee lo song
Two middle fingers up; ambidextrous
Fightin' for my freedom of speech

Let me set it off cause it's going down
Now I said it, killing beats so producers look around for a medic
I'm the reason casey anthony go off without a sentence (I did it)
Plus I'm the reason snooki got pregnant
Hustle these others cause these fuckers are under my league
They

Yeah
Webby
Let's hit you with some bars real quick

Axe murder a beat the way i spit a free
Lizzie borden in the flesh come and get at me
Like the witch of the west, i roll wickedly
Can't see me like paranormal activity
Lickidy split, i rip shit quick-ily
Get ya

I'm the Hip-Hop antichrist, they'll regret it if they hand me mics
Jack The Ripper, huntin' bitches down by candle light
Changing the standard of nice, brandish a knife
I'm what's crackin' like I'm tightenin' ya hand in a vice
Huh! My flow nasty, get a Tampax
So many bars you

Yea I'm back up in this bitch just like a uterus
And I don't need no lubricated condom when I'm doing this
Always got a doobie lit
Swerve behind the wheel and maneuver it
Twenty-twenty with it, use my eyes to see the future quick
Moving shit, I'm just trying to be what I'm su

I'm rollin' safe and sound, easy as I blaze a pound
Put my middle fingers in the air and never take it down
Writin' raps for me is easy, I just play around
Hit em' with these crazy adverbs and outrageous nouns
And still no labels found me and fuckin' signed me yet
And though

Yeah, webby, freeway, yeah!
Block to the burbs, man
If you nice, you nice, end of story

Chris webby:
You see I'm reppin' for the burbs, still I'm murderin' verses
With connecticut inserted in ink on my epidermis
Written in my skin layer, with rhymin', I've been greater<

Chris Webby and Anna Yvette:
There's nothing but blue skies (ohh)
There's nothing but blue skies (ohh)
There's nothing but blue skies (ohh)
Webby
There's nothing but blue skies (ohh)
Worked hard for this shit man
There's nothing but blue skies ahead, right?
Huh

Yeaaah, all you motherfuckers
Turn it up let it (bounce)
In the trunk let it (bounce)
Throw em up let it (bounce)
Yeah bitch, this is what we do when we verbally turn em out
With the speakers to the maximum, baby just let it bounce
Now, in a crowd let it, (bounce) turn it

Yea
I'm Bowser bitch
Let me blow some fireballs on these motherfuckers

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Call me Bowser, hit em on a flow like a boss, bitch
It's inevitable that you steppin' on my level
In the end your gunna end up leavin' with a loss, bitch
Line in the sand,

[verse 1:]
I'm a beast on the mic
When i speak, when i write
Speak to the sight, oz and a pike
I don't give a fuck that my jeans so tight,
Don't worry bout me go live your life
Just too nice, rock it i'll
No auto tune, just lots of skill
Crazy so says dr. phil

Yeah, ya know
It's chris webby, uh (brim low)

[chorus:]
When we rollin' in the whip after rollin' up a piff
And we all gon' get in free
Then i fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch
Burn it down till it's hard to see
I'm a keep my brim low low low low low low low

Ye, ye, ye, ye, yea.
Woo, let's go!

Come my lady,
Come come my lady.
I am the mvp,
You can't trade me.
Hate me or love me i spit greatly.
Fuckin up the track,
My town is crazy.

I'll be back on the beat,
Back like the red seat
Reclined and now i'm p

I'm bulletproof fully equipt hevlars skeleton slaughter rap veteran steppin to get ahead of him I'm deadly as ever when I'm severin the heads of any competitors steppin in and only showin if they let weapons in. Call me spaartacus I'm swingin for the fences with a bullet proof flow and a razor s

You can’t deny me, baby, why would you want to, you need me
You can’t deny me, baby you want to, you need me
Can’t deny me, baby you want you, believe me
Can’t deny me, baby you want you, you need me

I’m rappin' it fat, back to attack
The stork hit my mom’s bedroom and deli

I don't have a master's or bachelor's, just a certificate sayin' "certified rapper", fresh, fly, and dapper
Cracker with cheese, and connecticut steez, bitch i'm cooler than a summertime breeze, hoe please
In my jeans two cahones you better respect, you couldn't get me with a net i'm the

Yeah, Webby
Never had a friend like me

Yeah, it’s that big bad wolf, ‘bout to blow your fuckin’ house down
With a quarter pound in my trunk on the south-bound
You can smell me comin’ as I’m whippin’ it around town
Weed so loud that I’m smokin’ in surround sound
Had ‘em