Yo yo
Ay, its Chris Webby…
Jamo Neat check it

I’m the definition of half cool half nerd
With a masters and bachelors in bad words
Aw jeez, im cool as a fall breeze
With this weed up in my hand they be callin it palm trees
Often hated, imitated but never duplicated baby that’s why I made it
I’m fucking famous listen
I don’t got to explain shit
Cuz I been killing mics since Big Tigger was still in the basement

I’m as agile as a ring-tailed lemur
Solo shit to my features I’m murderous through your speakers
I’ll fucking hold Dick Chaney’s head underwater
While I seduce and have sex with his lesbian daughter

Cuz I’m always rapping my balls off
See my going 80 down Cahuenga
Hitting people in the cross walk
They’re all talk, me? I rap great
Competition can’t respond they just text me a sad face
Cuz uhh it’s my time, give a fuck what you watch say
Roll around a Comicon with bitches dressed for cosplay
So yeah baby show me what that head do, penis in the popcorn
While we out seeing Ted 2
Now I’m L.A living with some L.A bitches and a membership to L.A fitness
So I, shoulder shrug you off no matter what the cost
Independent, I’m my own motherfucking boss
I’m spitting fire, so start evacuating
All systems go warp drive activating
And my cloud pen loaded with that hash I’m blazing
Chilling in the cut like Basset Tracy

GTA in a army truck while it waving big bills
Darkwing Duck
See I’m on that uncle scrooge
I’m on that Donald too
All you here is Aflac from my pockets dude
I got allot to lose but I won’t go
Always keep a microphone within a stones throw
And I’m stoned bro but I’m dope as shit
Making bread got a whole day’s loaf of it
And you know I’m sick

Yeah yeah, yeah
I’m never stopping chump
Seeing me losing is like seeing El Chapo out in fucking public voting Donald Trump
Speaking of Donald Trump, fuck that dude, fuck Jeb Bush
And his brother and his dad too
Matter a fact, fuck the motherfucking government
And all the companies behind the scenes that’s really running shit
Koch Industries really be crooked as Austin Powers Dentistry
But that just the country that we living be
So I light one up and I exhale
As watch the crisscrossing of the chem trails
Were all fucked but for now a just enjoy the little things
Like spitting bars here for DJ ENUFFHH
What!



Getting gritty
Spitting bars
That’s what we do
(This is the talk shit part)
Yeah, you know I’m from Connecticut fuck it
Some people be like “oh motherfuckers from Connecticut, they can’t rap”
Well they can’t rap?
Really? Really?
“Oh, Kids from the suburbs they can’t rap”
Really? Really?
Well, I’ve been practicing for long a time now
And uhh there is affirmative action in hip-hop nowadays
And white guys are aloud to do this shit to you know

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Spittin bars then we taping them, rolling up weed then we blazing in them
I play to win, and you know im coming through
White boy always drunk up off my Jameson
Its like that and I’m playing for keeps
Go hit, iTunes, Jamo Neat
My new shit and you know I come through
I spit it tough while I’m up in the booth here with DJ ENUFFHH
What, you know we coming through
Doing it my way used to watch dude cutting it up freestyle Friday
Uh 106 apart spit with heart none ever coming through
And you know I glow in the dark
Cuz I’m so white need a black light, rap tight
Wanna mess with me then you’ll get smacked right smacked left
When I come through I do it to death and I got the belt
Webby is the best
I’m the fucking nature boy when I come through
I’m blazing n’ making noise
You will get destroyed like a
U571 tell em son cuz you know I come through
Larry the cable guy get her done
And that’s just how I go when I be flowing and no one ever messing with me

I stay provoking the illest shit that you’ve ever seen
Cuz I’m getting cream, I got sharper flow than the claws of Wolverine
I’m coming through and doing it this shit you know I rhyme hot
Can’t see me look me in the eyes bitch I’m Cyclops
And that just how I go and when I speak A
And uhh control your mind fucking Jean Grey
And speak for days when I come through
With the weed that I blaze
No one ever speaking with me
I went to GFA, that’s green farms academy
And I went to private school so im smart as fuck come and battle me
And you will see that that will be a travesty, catastrophe
No one ever mess and will be slapping the head off of your shoulders adequately

You know I’m coming through
You know I’m fucking hotter than the summer dude
And ill fuck your boo in the back of my Chevvy
No one could ever test me
Forgot the name then its Christian to the comma to the Webby
I’ll be nice when I’m rocking it
No one ever testing my engine revving
We here at Hot 97 and you know that I be getting
And you know I’m on with them, drinking my Whisky like Ray Donavon
Up on show time I flow rhymes nobody’s better
It Webster Killin the beat call me Dexter
That’s just how I go when I flow I’m the man bro
Boss in the game like I’m Anthony Soprano
And just how I’m going and flowing and showing you
What I came here to do drop bars part 2
And you know I’m going in
And I’m flowing of the top
I spit this shit like a George Foreman stay hot
On the griddle, I so hot that this shit sizzles
And I do this shit way more than a little
And you know I’m coming through
And you know I got bars
And no one ever messing cuz you know I spit hard
Since I was on the fucking recess yard
I spit this shit and no one in the game ever gonna fuck with Chris
I’m on this, I’m on Whisky, no one can get me
Dawg I spit it swiftly, no one ever get me
You cannot test its Chris Webby dawg Connecticut is on my chest
And that’s what I rep
You know that I just speak rhymes
Shout to the clothing line D9 that gave me my shit
And now I’m blazing my spliff
And after that I will fukin, stick my dick your chick
Fuck it!