webby's lab 2 (intro)

Singer: chris webby

yeah. i was

stuck inside my fuckin' studio pacing

stressin' and second guessin' with all the music i'm makin'

re assessin' who i choose to put faith in

and re examinin' who really has a say in all these moves that i'm makin'

stepped away for a minute

made a new situation

and now it's back to the basics

i know you have been waitin'

cause see it ain't about the numbers or the views or rotations

i'm hungry

those in my way should get to funeral arrangin'

i'll bruise em

i'll scrape em

i'll chew em

i'll break em

and get a skewer filet em

like food on my plate and throw what's left in the stew i was makin'

i'm patient i'm calm and i'm cool i'm just sayin'

the person that you see when you google my name

with those stupid photo shoots from like 2008 with the early interviews of me sayin' some super outdated chemically fueled ludicrous statements

was just a kid who lacked guidance

up in the public eye

but i'm all grown up now

so fuck it right

let's get back to raisin' hell up again

and talkin' shit about these rappers cause i'm better than them

time to give em all a show so go assemble your friends

we in the lab

like its 2011 again

the hands on the clocks jumpin'

but dammit i'm not bluffin'

it's time to make shit get outta hand like i dropped somethin'

won't stop nothing i'm back bitch

the bandicoot of datpiff

with my lab kit

and bottle ready to crash shit

oh you think that's it? not even close mother fucker. check check. rockin' crowds is what i love to do

adrenaline is pumpin' through

my body

sending dopamine levels right through the fuckin' roof

serotonin rushin' too

more than any drug could do

music's like my anti depressant

this shit ain't nothing new

without it i'd be caught up in stress

an alcoholic

a mess

i don't just do this cause it offers a check

cause i don't need a label office

a jet

or a crib in the hills or a lamborghini and jewelry all on my neck

but i'm sick of fallin' in debt with this indian guy from american express puttin' in this call to collect

but i see being pushed to the brink as a test

and honestly

bein' broke really seems to bring out my best

i feel like

i'm locked inside a fuckin cage with a pen

bein' pushed to the point that i hate this game that i'm in

surrounded by these people who just like to fake and pretend

so they ask

if that's the case why you ain't famous as them?"