here again (unreleased '08)
chris webby
y'know like herpes motherfucker
i'm here again like jesus on easter
cr-coming full circle like eight pieces of pizza
and introduce your teeth to my sneakers
and my kick game's strong
something like an orange in florida
my backpack got more shit in it than dora the explorer's
i've been spitting since i was a little bundle of joy
but then i spit on a bib now i spit on a beat
when i evolve from a kid to a motherfucking beast
i don't re-invent the wheel
break a motherfucker's confidence easy as antiques
'cause i'm 'bout my cream
and got your crew flippin' like a fuckin' bob-sled team. i've been here for a minute but i'm back for more
more power than i had before
and you know it's the same vindictive riding on the beat
call me the fucking furnace
i'm providing you with heat
bitch there's no hurtin' me
i spit flames if you burned in the third degree
this ain't a homeless shelter
but you could get served for free
guaranteed these bitches heard of me
pockets fat like they chowing down on burger meat
they full of that currency
and fucking with my paper
that brings out the worst in me
i cause a state of emergency
'cause i'm like donald and you just the apprentice
so i got no need for y'all like a fucking appendix
whether off the top or not
i'll still kill 'em with every sentence
my punchlines are endless
the whole east coast on my myspace friends list
something like you've never seen
even after i o.d. word to jimmy hendrix
i've been here for a minute but i'm back for more
more power than i had before
and you know it's the same vindictive riding on the beat
call me the fucking furnace
i'm providing you with heat
i'm just a hitman fulfilling my contract
walking around drunker than jack sparrow
cruising in a black pearl
send you down to davey jones locker
officially the illest college rapper and i'm repping for hofstra
but this straight pg got your moms and your pops worried
while your bobbing your head like night at the roxbury
drop furious rhythms directly out your system
bass booming so loud that it's vibrating your vision
my turn taking for spitting
is the sole reason i'm living along with weed and women
sub-zero couldn't finish me
i'm here again and spilling my blunt guts on the whole industry
i've been here for a minute but i'm back for more
more power than i had before
and you know it's the same vindictive riding on the beat
call me the fucking furnace
i'm providing you with heat