yeah
webby
let's go get 'em
see i'm coming in hot
three hundred and seven degrees
when i step on the scene
better tell 'em it's me
the bad guy
call me shredder with a veteran steez
with money long
i'm that cracker with the spreadable cheese
you get it? then jeez
relax
take a seat
kick back
i'm top chef
the shit is simple as easy mac
the demon's back
swing until my femur snaps
i got the energy levels of taking speed with crack
the beaten path was not for me
i went left
stepped in the ring and do shit to death
i came to impress
you came to get wrecked
when i flex
i'ma shake your brain with chin checks
and a broken nose and go blow for blow
toe to toe
i hoped you that you know the ropes
i've been against that wall like the shoulder closed
but i rose up
evolved
and i chose my road
and it's safe to say that they will never give me my props
so i'm dropping non-stop
got my lane on lock
i flow hard as rock
like i trained with brock
the hype is real
i'm about to go crazy watch
they can't tame me or play me on radio
i'm too real in a game full of fakes and so
i go in
never let the devil take my soul
i'm swinging valerian steel and break the mold
you better listen what christian be putting them in submission
i'm ripping with precision until they gon' put me in prison
for killing everything that entered my vision
weapons i'm grippin
and every incision
i put all my enemies with 'em
then you know i'm about to hop in the chevy
and i'm pulling up with tommy vercetti
you gonna need a cheat code if you're copying webby
'cause i'm wanted with 5 stars with a body already
ask xan how he felt from the wrath of chris
he broke down
took a key
and he scratched his whip
and then waved the white flag
said i've had it