Chris Webby

[fox69]

"Screwed Up"

"Screwed Up"


[Intro:]
Da, da da da, da
Da, da da da, da

[Hook:]
I’ve got my seat leaned back, keep my tires looking clean
Rolling with the baddest bitches that you ever seen
Always rock my brim low, cause we rolling up the green
Getting screwed up, you know what I mean, mean, mean!
Sipping on my drink, drink, fill another cup
Then I'm rolling up the dank, dank
Twist another dutch, dutch
Shorty what you think, think we don’t give a fuck
Cause I’m always screwed, always screwed, always screwed up!
Let’s go!

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Back on the mic with the shit I say
We popping off!
And I been going through at least a couple grams a day
Drinking up like Mazel Tov
Cause you know we gon' ball, young entrepreneur
My money long
If I start to run low, then I go back out on tour
Voila! Problem solved, no schedule
I just relax with a weed sack, while my cheese stack cause I run this shit
If I see that, then I need that
Hear me baby girl? Get on your knee caps and suck my dick
'bout to relapse from the pills I get
Blue ones, white ones, purple too
('bout to relapse from the pills I get)
And it puts me in the perfect mood!
Yeah, ooh, (oooh), now I’m feeling too good to move
Everything I’m hearing is chopped and screwed
Rolling in my Chevy when I’m cruising through
Vroom! All black, from the tires to the rims to the paint to the tints
Fire when I spit, put the flame to your bitch when I’m lighting up a spliff then I came on her tits
Shit! See, Webby is a nasty dude with a raspy voice
Cause I burn so much, but my mom still proud
Every time I come around she’s like, "that’s my boy"
Get up on the beat and the track’s destroyed
It is what it is and it is what it be
Webster is the baddest, boy!
You get me screwed up, just follow me!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Get up on a beat like, “bitch, what’s up?”
Every single day I’m getting loose
Got a mixture in my solo cup
So loud, got a subwoofer tied to the roof
Rhymin the truth with a fine little sloot
Hitting more hoes than young Shia LaBeouf
Money on my mind, yeah, money on my mind
Trying to get some pesos on my grind for the loot
I’mma go getter, flow spitter, ho hitter
Surrounded by trees like gorillas
Webby cold to the bone, don’t shiver
Made it this far, now I’m trying to go bigger!
Andre the giant, dropping the finest
Mix tapes, but the game cannot define it
Don’t know whether or not to co-sign it
Because I’m different, fuck if y'all don’t like it!
B-B-B-B-bitch! Yeah, we’ll be head tripping!
I’m about to lose my shit, wait til them meds kick in!
I’m a Doberman Pinscher, y'all just some whack kittens
My bitches look like models, yours look like Meg Griffin
Check out my cat scan, that shit says that I’m out of my mind
I’m just a mad man, rolling up like an ounce at a time
Hitting the club and I bounce with a dime
But only show up for a drink and a song or two
And now that I’m on, all you haters are mad I'm doin what I said I was gonna do

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Screws Loose"
(feat. Stacey Michelle)

"Screws Loose"
(feat. Stacey Michelle)



[Hook: Stacey Michelle & (Chris Webby)]
I’ve got screws loose
I don’t choose to
So walk me in that bubble room because I’m cuckoo
I’ve got screws loose (No control of my demons, and no control of my actions, and no control over anything that I said)
Said I’ve got screws loose (Lost my marbles, have you seen ‘em? ‘Cause everybody be tellin’ me I’m simply not right in the fuckin’ head)

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Welcome to the Homegrown blow out
Started single player, now it’s Sap on the co-op
Fully high-tech, my brain like iRobot
Straightjacket on, lightin’ bogs on the stove top
Roll through the road blocks, you know it’s on again
So grab the Adderall, the Molly and Klonopin
I’m ‘bout to sip this bottle of whiskey like Ray Donovan
And spit my ass off until I’m runnin’ outta oxygen
I’m like Trevor up in Grand Theft Auto Five
That’s why I laugh when people ask me if I bought this ride
Bitch I pulled the driver out and blew his brains across the side
Walked, then ran him over like a couple dozen times
Then I crushed his spine, bloody tire tracks up in the mud behind
The whip, so fuck a wanted star I’m way too hard to come and find
Roll up in a shady alley, park the car and duck and hide
Bitch I’m out my motherfucking mind

[Hook: Stacey Michelle & (Chris Webby)]
I’ve got screws loose
I don’t choose to
So walk me in that bubble room because I’m cuckoo
I’ve got screws loose (No control of my demons, and no control of my actions, and no control over anything that I said)
Said I’ve got screws loose (Lost my marbles, have you seen ‘em? ‘Cause everybody be tellin’ me I’m simply not right in the fuckin’ head)

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Scruffy and unshaven, up till the sun’s raisin’
In a Concord, [?] rob Fords, drugs I’m takin’
And a bottle later we doin’ donuts on fresh pavement
And behavin’ like I’m star in a movie by Wes Craven
Shit I’m crazy, just sayin’, fuck it actually I’m Super Saiyan
Fuckin’ rampagin’ till the pages in the news are sayin’
Webby’s on the loose and they gon’ put me in a noose
But I’ll survive and spend the next couple months just fuckin’ recuperatin’
Out on a deserted Virgin Island where the birds are flyin’ overhead
As I plot my revenge with all the words I’m rhymin’
You can’t defeat me, I don’t know why all you nerds are tryin’
If you heard that I was quittin’, someone in your circle’s lyin’
Shit I’d rather catch a flight from Malaysia
And sit middle seat between a couple guys in Al-Qaeda
Durin’ a fuckin’ ice storm in the middle of night, yo
Get the picture? Ain’t no chance of me lettin’ the mic go

[Bridge: Chris Webby]
They could lock me in the looney bin
But I’ll break free and end up on the fuckin’ loose again
They call me crazy, howlin’ at the moon again
Until I wake up in that padded rubber room again

[Hook: Stacey Michelle & (Chris Webby)]
I’ve got screws loose
I don’t choose to
So walk me in that bubble room because I’m cuckoo
I’ve got screws loose (No control of my demons, and no control of my actions, and no control over anything that I said)
Said I’ve got screws loose (Lost my marbles, have you seen ‘em? ‘Cause everybody be tellin’ me I’m simply not right in the fuckin’ head)

 

[fox69]

"See Me"
(feat. Googie GoharD)

"See Me"
(feat. Googie GoharD)



[Intro:]
Chris Webby, Googie GoHard
They still can't see us though
Regardless
Okay

[Chorus:]
We the illest around, and ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me
Burn this bitch to the ground, 'cause ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
You couldn't see me with your contacts in
Walk by, bitches yelling out like 'Oh My God' that's him
Mwahaha, so come here you little groupie
That's why I'm always chillin' with a burb like Snoopy
I got my wood stocked, I am rappin' cooked rock
Spitting crack, bring it back, doing things you could not
Burn a bag of good pot, let it lean, let it rock
CT, where you at, got my regional locked
Beam me up, Spock, to the top of this
Can't see me, see a fuckin' optometrist
I show dominance, you better grab bifocals
Then you see me kill it with the vocals, local
Hometown hero got the whole town buzzing
Like a vibrator, haters see you later, no discussion
Got percussion in my bloodline, music in my heartbeat
Money in my mind
Steve Nash couldn't guard me, hardly
Famous, well maybe on Facebook
Friend request healthy ass every single day, look
Rap's Dane Cook, one liner got 'em shook
Fly, a Peter Pan man, but I'm a captain like Hook
Rap and I took everything that is around you
Leave 'em looking like a damn Velicoraptor found you
Simply, sickly, somebody hit me
So cool I'm frozen in time like Walt Disney
Drink like I'm dizzy, and steadily burning
Anybody dumb enough to battle Webby will learn
That they can step in and step out, meeting adjourned
Ask Rafeki he'll tell you that the king has returned

[Chorus:]
We the illest around, and ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me
Burn this bitch to the ground, 'cause ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me

[Verse 2: Googie GoHard]
It's Googie GoHard and I came to bless the track
Groovin' with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Rapper
We droppin' who can not, seeing Inglorious Bastards
The flow has been mastered, I'll leave it and spin it backwards
You don't want the raw meat, you don't want the raw eat
You don't wanna spark too many punches in the rap
You ain't on my level anyway, you spelling that
It's a tad in the bag from the git to the gat
Ah man, this kid is unbelievable
Even B.I.G. would say it's something he ain't seen before
He would blow, speaking shows, scheming when I'm even low
I ain't tryna battle homie, I just tryna see the dough
Nah, it ain't, seen it yo, faded just a little bit
Hope you got binoculars, and if you do riddle me this
How you gon' say something that you know yourself don't even exist
Lickety Split, [?]
Can't see, Webby, yo, Googie GoHard
You can't see us, how you gon' see far
So mean in my B-Boy lean
You gon' need a telescope to see these stars gleam
CT all the way to the dirty
Jersey, muhfucka, you heard me
We burn trees like arsonist, you don't wanna bark to this
Can't see the flow then you better get your goggles bitch

[Chorus:]
We the illest around, and ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me
Burn this bitch to the ground, 'cause ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me

 

[fox69]

"Set It Off"

"Set It Off"


[Intro:]
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off

[Verse 1:]
Untame on the mic, the dangerous type
And this is real life, it ain’t just the way that I write
We can pour a drink, roll that mary jane up and light
So baby come to Webby’s world, I’ll make you famous tonight
Place your bets y'all gon' pay it in full
Never graduated from school but I made it this cool
Now I’m here motherfucker, ain’t no April fools
Right to the top like I’m defying gravitational pull
Cause I started young but I’m older now
Learned a lot up in the game, got a doper sound
Travelling around the world, getting cultured now
But still rolling with my dogs when I’m homeward bound
When I see Sap at the back of the weed spot
We gon get so fucking high that we pass it to Ewok
Then we turn it up so loud that the back of your seat rocks
From the very second that the beat drops

[Hook:]
I’m about to set it off, yo, ready, set, go
If you tryna get it cracking let me know!
I’m about to set it off, whoa, bitches getting low
They be sweating when I be walking through the door
I’m about to set it off

[Verse 2:]
Stay writing while rhyming and stage diving
All in, going so hard I could break diamonds
I been patiently waiting but learned that it takes time
And now I got the same look in my eye as a caged lion
I been on my hustle why the fuck you think I’m doing this?
Book of rhymes thicker than a Tarantino movie script
Rolling up a doobie and we jumping in the Uber whip
Until the driver take me to the top, I’m bout to do this shit
So animated, call me Bugs Bunny
Since I used to battle cats for they lunch money
Always had the same clothes, looking duck funny
Straight dummy but Webby was never dumb, buddy
I knew I’d have my moment, so let me soak it in
With your chick and, uh, some of her closest friends
‘Cause they know it now if they didn’t know it then
Now it’s time to let the show begin!

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off
Yeah I’m about to set if off

 

[fox69]

"Shoot Em Up"

"Shoot Em Up"


[Intro:]
Put your controllers in the air
Ha-ha, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1:]
Call of Duty, online, baby, let's get it poppin'
They try to step to me with the head shot got 'em
I'm something like the best at a team death-match
Rusher of the Middle East, take it to the next map
Dope attacks to blow your back with
A natural born Soap MacTavish
Scope and blast it
It won't be an open casket, don't care
There ain't no love this is Modern Warfare

[Chorus:]
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
None of you motherfuckers want war with me
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Xbox to the PS3
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Head-shot from the sniper rifle, MG
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Murder all you bitches in that COD

[Verse 2:]
You couldn't see me with a UAV
Or a heartbeat sensor on your SMG
It's COD, and see you could never stop me
Dropping competition like a fucking Nazi Zombie
I'm cocky, ain't nobody's messing when he's on
I'm the reason you're whole team is getting respawned
Your a pawn, get powned when I come attacked with
My bluetooth and ear, always talking mad shit
Flashbang, grenades and knife 'em all day
PS3 to Xbox, can't stay away
BANG, then I put another in your brain
Burn these motherfuckers with the napalm flame
And then I

[Chorus:]
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
None of you motherfuckers want war with me
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Xbox to the PS3
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Head-shot from the sniper rifle, MG
'Cos I shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, WHAT!
Murder all you bitches in that COD

[Outro:]
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Skyline"

"Skyline"


[Intro:]
Yeah
Webby
Shit, I've been at the bottom for a while, you know?
I know that, but uh
Shit, we in the skyline now baby, heh
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
I've been stuck on the ground but now it's my time
Time to take flight, right in to the skyline
Off to beautiful women sippin' on fine wine
Up at the stadium where the lights lime, and I'm
Movin' way past sound check
Still lookin' for a life that I ain't found yet
Round trip on a magical school bus
Before we touch down, shit they already knew us
Made it from the bottom to professionally rappin'
While they were tellin' me that it was never gonna happen
Now it's funny to see the haters' reactions
'Cause they ain't saying a word: Charlie Chaplin
I'm back in this bitch relaxin'
Put in the groundwork now it's time to cash in
Heh, and everybody knows I earned that
Headed to the skyline, feet up, first class
Yeah!

[Hook:]
I don't know about you but I know one thing
I ain't gonna wait around here to make it
Anybody with a dream got to feel the same
If it ain't given to me then I'm a take it
So let me just
Fly fly, fly fly
Cause they tellin' me it's my time
Fly fly, fly fly
And disappear into the skyline

[Verse 2:]
Spit the toughest shit, who touchin' this?
Always chillin' with a bird: Snuffaluffagus
And I'm lovin' it
No Mickey D's
Just Colt 45 and some piffy trees, jeez
Got my boarding pass ready
I'm heading to the top, they ain't getting past Webby
Yeah, been on the grind since 8th grade
Went from getting no girls to banging Playmates
Heh, what up Ms. November?
My flight's taking off, got my shit together
Ready for whatever, do it better than before
I'm the reason my competitors are headin' for the door
'Cause I'm deadly and I'm raw
With the mic tonight
Got the cameras all flashin' like a lightning strike
Heh, I'm on another altitude
And they ain't ready for the shit that I'm about to do

[Hook:]
I don't know about you but I know one thing
I ain't gonna wait around here to make it
Anybody with a dream got to feel the same
If it ain't given to me then I'm a take it
So let me just
Fly fly, fly fly
Cause they tellin' me it's my time
Fly fly, fly fly
And disappear into the skyline

[Verse 3:]
If you got a dream you should follow it
'Cause not everybody's capable of keeping straight A's for a scholarship
As a kid no one could figure me out
So I would like to thank Hofstra for kicking me out
And look at me now, I'm doing pretty well for my age
Considering two years ago I was making minimum wage
Heh, and now we doing OK
Skyline-flow, up, up and away
Heh, and I ain't looking for a handout
Shit I got the fans now, motherfuckers stand down
Live my life to a whole new beat
Finally standing on my own two feet
'Cause it got that tough
Been kicked while I was down
But I never gave in, and I got back up
Yup, getting close, well I better be
But all I see is the skyline ahead of me

[Hook:]
I don't know about you but I know one thing
I ain't gonna wait around here to make it
Anybody with a dream got to feel the same
If it ain't given to me then I'm a take it
So let me just
Fly fly, fly fly
Cause they tellin' me it's my time
Fly fly, fly fly
And disappear into the skyline

 

[fox69]

"So Eazy"

"So Eazy"


[Hook:]
I came to pass the blunt around (blunt around)
I fuck around (fuck around)
Pour up a full cup and chug it down
Homie that was yesterday (yesterday), so they wonder how (wonder how)
I can do this every single time I come around
But it’s so eazy when you’re W-E-B-B-Y
Eazy when you’re W-E-B-B-Y
Eazy when you’re W-E-B-B-Y
Eazy when you’re W-E-B-B-Y

[Verse 1:]
Yeah I’m puffing loud, got me buzzing now
I’m just trying to do some shit that makes my mother proud
Live from the underground, met with all the labels
And they said I could make a million dollars if I dumbed it down
But I said “fuck that!” I’ma do it Web’s way
‘Cause I’m fucking dope, well at least that’s what my friends say
Lyrically a sensei, muy caliente, comprende?
Thursday to Wednesday I be so crazy
It’s not what I try for but it’s my business
Homie you should mind yours
I couldn’t lose my mind more
Jumping out the window on the 9th floor
Now they’re saying they gotta send me to the psych ward
Straightjacketed, a battle it ain’t happenin’
That be like seeing Drake and Rampage in a cage match
And I’ve been put up on this planet to ramble and raise havoc
With a bottle and an eighth a day habit

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Y-O-U-N-G veteran, everytime I’m stepping in
Cold as the toes of a penguin
Bad to my skeleton, bad to the bone as I’ve ever been
Feet up on the throne that I’ve settled in
Running off of adrenaline and unprescribed medicine
Lighting up an L again and hit it til my head’ll spin
Started with a crumpled up Lincoln and now it’s Benjamins
Used to be a loser but now the world is watching Webby win
It’s so easy, veni, vidi, vici
Young Houdini, rabbit in my three piece
Used to be on YouTube, now I’m up on TV
Everybody spell it out, it’s W-E-B
Add another B-Y, you’re about to see why
I’m a giant, start my sentences with “fee-fi”
Fo fum, go dumb, putting work in
So it’s time you met the man behind the curtain

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Killin’ this game since it ain’t love us
I do it so easy, it ain’t nothing, I tell em it ain’t nothing
I see you dropped your new shit but it ain’t buzzin’
I’m killing this game since it ain’t love us
I do it so easy, it ain’t nothing
I tell em it ain’t nothing, I tell em it ain’t nothing

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"So Fresh"
(feat. Prodigy)

"So Fresh"
(feat. Prodigy)



[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Webby hit them in the head with it, until they lose they lose their motor skills
Constantly confronting my lyricism and flowing ill
Now they know the deal, crushing shit, clover field
Rappers need to get their weight up cause they’re looking Jonah Hill
Compose the real, there ain’t no slim fast here
And Poland Spring is what I bring, cause I can spit that clear
Shout to Jude and Lord Sear, all out to their speakers
Making real rap music, they singing with Justin Bieber
It’s a shame, everyone on the radio sound the same
One more person rhyming model with bottle I go insane
All these bullshit club records with they autotune and dance moves
Everybody selling now, but that’s the shit I can’t do
What up P, Queens to CT
Let me show ‘em how we do it in the 203
Shout to apathy any other real people doing it
My chips are all in, move or lose it for the music, yeah
Bowser's back chillin' where the sour's at
Went against the odds and rose above and shit, I’m proud of that
Kicking flows on my tekken shit
Rapping superpower stronger than the X man, bitch, yeah (GANGSTA)
Oh, you shook once you fall back
Fight night, fall, get your jaw cracked
We keep it infamous, and making punk rappers dig a ditch and bury their careers
Cause these rap game, we’re built for this!

[Hook: Prodigy]
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, I’m stuck in this zone
I’m so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep it so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow
I got the permanent flow, I’m stuck in this zone
I’m so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh
I keep you so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Rap God, my balls are that hard
My blood is that frosty, cold is up north
In the mountains and college doing sex on a bar
Like two hoodies on, it’s freezing, I’m charged
My adrenaline pumping, and it’s keeping me warm
I got so many plans in my head, it’s keeping me going
Cause I know the other side of these barb wire fencing
It’s a whole world out there for me to just dig in
And eat like a runaway slave
These cotton picking bitches, trying to get me for my pay
Listen, I am not the idiot nigga, I am not the [?] ho
I kill your perm though, and let the third go
When a rapper try to stunt on me
Yo, Webby, get ‘em, School these youngins' who the fuck I be (I got you)
You can’t put pimp in a box
You can pigeonhole me, I do what I want
MC [?] is with fat laces, sneaker king bitch, nice pair of Asics
While you at home, plugged it to the Matrix
Me and C-Web get bread in real life, take a pic
Cause I stay PIF and they need to go shopping when they see my fresh
It’s like this nig, it’s like that rat
None of ya’ll better ever try to act like you that ill

[Hook]

[During and after hook outro: Prodigy]
When ya'll gonna learn
Everybody ain't got it
Please, check our résumés
Webby, yeah my nigga
Aye yo my nigga J-Cash told me
Fuck a intro
It's betta to tell um to fuck off at the end of the song
So fuck off, nigga
Bitch ass niggas
Broke ass rappers
Wanna-be celebrities
But you'll never be nothin' like Chris Webby and Dom P
Uhh, it's like that nigga

 

[fox69]

"Spinnin'"

"Spinnin'"



(Destiny has a funny way
When it
Comes and takes all your
Cares away.)
Yeah!
(I can't think of a
Single thing
Other than what a beautiful state I'm in.
'Cause the world's still spinnin' round.)
It goes round and round,
It goes round and round,
And it goes...
(Ooooh, I don't feel like coming down.)
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What's up lil mama?
Listen to me.
There's something about you,
Something different to me.
And I know there's plenty of fish in the sea,
It's gigantic.
If you're lookin' for a good time,
I I am it.

It's going down like the damn titanic.
Tan skin,
Lookin' Italian or Hispanic.
Damn it,
So dope,
Dude's can't stand it.
Every guy hitting on her
Walking 'round campus.

Book bag over the shoulder,
Fresh Nikes.
Step to the girl,
'Cause I heard that she like me.
She started smiling,
I ain't even gotta ask her why.
I just said I'm Webby,
You might know me as that rapper guy.

But you're fly,
Whatcha doin' tonight?
Oh, you're going to Jeff's party?
Word, alright.
She wrote her number down
On a little piece of paper.
And I was like,
No doubt,
I'm a catch you later.

Went home,
Took a shower,
Layed down to rest.
Woke up,
Threw a fitted on,
Super fresh.
9 o'clock rolled around,
Hit mammi with a text.
She said she was pregaming,
And to meet her at Jeffs.

So I cop a couple forties
And went over to Lavodi's.
Drank with the OC
And began to blow trees.
Only had a 10 spot,
5 for a cup
And 5 to throw down on someone else's dutch.

Hopped in the whip
And rolled right on over.
Someone else driving
'Cause neither one of us sober.
Rolled up to the spot
Then walked to the backyard,
Mad chicks,
Yo this shit was poppin'.

A whole lot of girls,
Many different options.
But I saw the chick from before
And I locked in.
Hit the keg
And filled myself a cup,
And then I put my brim low
And went to say what's up.

We talked for a little bit,
Joked around.
I could tell that in a little
It was goin' down.
I could see it in her eyes,
She could see it in mine.
I gave her my ten cents,
Told her she was a dime.

She grabbed around my waste
Then she looked me in the face
And said,
We should go and find a private place.
And I was like word,
Sounds great to me.
She grabbed my hand,
Don't know where she's takin' me.
(Whatever)

But I don't really care yo,
What can I say?
Give my man Lavodi dap
And was on my way.
She brought me upstairs,
Went into Jeff's room.
Undress quick,
Know we havin' sex soon.

She asked me if I had a condom,
I looked in my wallet like
Yo thank God I got one.
Then we got the bedroom shakin'
Noise so loud
They could hear it in the basement.
What.

(It's in your eyes.
I can tell what you're thinkin'.
My heart is sinkin' too.
It's no surprise.
I don't want you to leave me.
I want to make it with you.
It's in your eyes... "

 

[fox69]

"Stand Up"

"Stand Up"


[Verse 1:]
Lately I've been contemplating
Watching humans tear apart this fucking planet
Like they've never heard of moderation
The people running things ain't worried bout no conservation
Unless there's money in the conversation
But what happens when the soil is too toxic for the plants to grow
And all our drinking water is polluted (got the answer bro?)
All I know is humans are the cancer of the planet, yo
Forecast: lots of global warming with a chance of snow
Hoping things will change but I doubt they ever will
Mother nature dying while we yelling drill, baby drill
So in turn the world's heating up, climate change creeping up
Hell, at least those folks at Exxon made a decent buck
Carbon footprints on the world that'll never wash away
While the ones in charge of it ignoring what we got to say
Still we gotta try, all we got is you and I
Put your mother fucking fists in the sky, come and

[Hook:]
Stand up, stand up, if you gonna fight for what you believe
Stand up, stand up, if you ain't falling for what they teaching
Stand up, stand up, if any time your back's up against the wall
Stand up, stand up, take away my freedom, you'll give me the reason to stand up!

[Verse 2:]
I don't dabble much in things that are political
But it ain't hard to see
That half these politicians running shit are criminal
They way we written history is strictly fictitiously
Still they try tricking me, telling me that I'm living free
Now keeping quiet while they take away our freedoms
(Hell, they're just the constitutional laws, who fuckin' needs em?)
And the mainstream media decides what you'll be seeing
So I'm sceptical of everything, don't know what to believe in
Cause they lying to us right under our noses
And we know it but there's nothing we can do to control it
And it's got me losing sleep
Cause I'm seeing shit different than when I was younger
Watching world hunger while the economy's going under
Too caught up in reality shows and cell phones
Eatin' food full of GMO's to say
Yo! I've had enough of all these lies, all we got is you and I
Put your fucking fists up in the sky, come and

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
See now we've got these countries beefin' with us
Like some World War III shit
Things about to change, you'd be blind not to see this
Civil unrest, the greatest country in the west
Bout' to crumble like the Roman Empire, nonetheless
Our oceans full of plastic, and the air is full of chemicals
Well, we let it happen like it's consensual
But fuck that
Educate yourselves and don't fall for what they been tellin'
Just tell them to throw there fist in the sky and start a rebellion!