Chris Webby

[fox69]

"The Joker"
(feat. Kinetics)

"The Joker"
(feat. Kinetics)



[Intro: Steve Miller]
Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
Some call me the gangsta of love

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
You see they label me as poorly influencin' the kids
But that's straight, I'm just tellin' 'em the way that I live
Cause I be rolling' up bud until I can barely talk even
Drinking' like a younger Kenny Powers durin' off season
I'm the reason your mother won't let your little brother listen to rap
All I talk about is chicks that I've smashed
And every single drug I've done and I'll continue to do
But this is my life, it shouldn't make a difference to you
I'm a beast popping pills like Bradley Cooper in "Limitless"
Live the life you wish you could live and I'll never get sick of it
I smoke cigarettes, my momma says I should quit
And I probably should but nah, Fuck That Shit
I be wreckin' with Kinetics you haters better forget it
If they ain't feelin' it they must have injected anesthetics
Live it like I said and every decision's reckless
This is Webb love me or hate me, you best accept it

[Hook: Steve Miller]
Cause' I'm a picker I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
Playing my music in the sun
I'm a joker I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I get my loving on the run
Wooo wooooo

[Verse 2: Kinetics]
My brain's busted I don't think the shit is in service
Flippin' the finger and cursin' so I'll get injured on purpose
So when I'm with the surgeon I can be convincin' the nurses
For that prescription to purchase weed for medicinal purposes
You know that you are too damn blunted and need help
When you sittin' on the couch and you reach for a seat belt
Me and Webby just a bunch of mothafuckers who pop uppers
And get so fucked up that we start headbuttin' each other
No disrespect to the Thriller I'm a killer when I flow for y'all
Cause every night I murder the mic, Propofol
So any rapper that's bad enough to be battlin'
I'm stabbin' him and jabbin' a javelin in his abdomen
Cause I'm a joker and usually never sober
But I'm infinite, like the number 8 was tipped over
From New York to Connecticut, Kinectics has connected it
Timmy Talent sampled it and then Webby perfected it

[Hook: Steve Miller]

Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
Playing my music in the sun
I'm a joker I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I get my loving on the run
Wooo wooooo

Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
(Yeah I'm Feeling real good right now you know)
Some call me the gangster of love
(This is me and uh I'm not changing for nobody)
Some people call me Maurice
(You know you don't like it then uh)
Cause' I speak of the pompitous of love
(You can go fuck yourself buddy. Bring that hook back Yea)

Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
Playing my music in the sun
I'm a joker I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I get my loving on the run
Wooo wooooo
Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
Playing my music in the sun
I'm a joker I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I get my loving on the run

 

[fox69]

"The Rain"

"The Rain"


[Chorus (2x):]
We've been in the rain
We've been on the mountains
We've been round the fire
And fancy hotels
Drank water from the well

Uh I'm stepping in this game and paying dues
Building a reputation now we making major moves
And now it's moving, how it's moving anyway I choose
And I've been working way to hard to just not make it through
You talk about me, prepare for what I say to you
Cause I'm a man and I will stand by what I say and do
There's a lot of ups and downs within this game of life
For every hater there's a girl that wants to stay the night
And now I got myself a taste of the fame,
I'm addicted I've got nothing else to chase
I kill it on the stage but still I miss the days
Of chilling in the crowd like a normal kid my age
But still I got this paper and still I got my pencil
And the craziest part is I haven't hit my potential
The life I live is stressful, everyday suspenseful
Grinding every minute of my life to be successful

[Chorus:]
We've been in the rain
We've been on the mountains
We've been round the fire
And fancy hotels
Drank water from the well

Uh I'm trying to make it with my sanity
Moving from the underground roots up to the canopy
Do it how I do it I just hope they understanding me
Trying to make it right with every member of my family
I know I was the mess up but now Chris stepped up
And took hold of what I always wanted from the setup
Now when people mention me they saying I'm the next up
It's been a long time since that A.D.D. checkup
The underclassman's graduated, top of the class
Now when I walk around town people nod when they pass
I'm just a kid who messed his life up and put it back together
A kid who hit the bottom and came back stronger than ever
I've been jerked around, stolen from, told I would fail
But now the numbers going up on every check in the mail
And if they not feeling it, ill spit it in brail
Hating on me gets you know where keep on chasing your tail

[Chorus (2x):]
We've been in the rain
We've been on the mountains
We've been round the fire
And fancy hotels
Drank water from the well

You think the life I live is wonderful
Let me give you the flipside
Try to go with the flow and get caught up in the riptide
Everyday it's studio or driving to a show
And no I'm not complaining I'm just letting people know
There's a lot of hard work that goes right into the grind
Especially without being signed and working overtime
Now every time I meet a girl there is a difference
Cause all they want is Webby without even meeting Christian
They just want to fuck, maybe roll an l
And go back in the morning with a story to tell
And though it sounds great, the side of it you don't see
Is that the end of the day you're still lonely.
The fans show me love and I love my ninjas back
They hold me down and I'm forever thankful of that
And I wont let you down you have my word on that
Cause I'm here for good the best of the burbs is back

[Chorus (2x):]
We've been in the rain
We've been on the mountains
We've been round the fire
And fancy hotels
Drank water from the well

 

[fox69]

"The Way"

"The Way"


[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Got the sun in the sky, roll my windows down
Bass turned up, that shit surround sound
I'm a dog, rollin' with a fox-like hound
And another blunt wrap, wheels spinnin' on the ground
Cruisin', I don't give a fuck where I'm headed
Gas tank full to the brim, unleaded
Fast lane flow so these cops can't catch it
Was that my exit? Nah, fuck it, forget it
I-95, no traffic dude
With my pedal to the floor, too fast for you
Break down lane, straight passin' you
I got a need for speed, it's what I have to do
Every street ahead of me is paved in gold
EZ pass and I'm out, never paid a toll
Sun roof down with an eighth to blow
Not givin' one fuck which way I go

[Hook]
Anyone could see the road that they walked on
Is paved in gold
And it's always summer
They'll never get cold
They'll never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows
Wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happier there today
Today

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
On a road, this is how I live my life
No turn signal, swerve to the right
Where I'm headed, never gotta windshield wipe
Not a cloud in the sky cause the weather's too nice
The sun does nothin' but shine
Ain't nobody got a watch, no need for time
I got my seat reclined, and I never see a reason why
You go back to anything you leave behind
Lightin' up a cigarette, ash out the window
Shades on my face with my fitted hat, brim low
On my way to a place I've never been, yo
Stompin' on the pedal with my size 10 Timbos
Speed hittin' over a buck
No flashin' lights I just can't be touched
Trust, I'mma be livin' it up
Destination unknown not givin' a fuck

[Hook]

[Bridge]
I know, I know
I'mma be travelin' straight on this road of gold
Never knowin' where the fuck I'm gonna go, but yo
I know that I'mma find my way

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
No complainin', better stop that bitchin'
Get on the road, and drive and start livin'
Tomorrow ain't promisin', enjoy what you're given
Reach for the stars, enough you can't miss 'em
Follow my lead as I rip those beats
And you'll get where you're goin' when you hit those streets
Livin' life like Gran Turismo 3
I'm just gettin' where I feel I gotta be
Ha !

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"There Goes The Neighborhood"

"There Goes The Neighborhood"


[Verse 1]
Yeah, see I’ve been grinding for a long time man
But I’m here now, there goes the neighborhood I guess, huh
You see I’m here to save the day with this music
Grinding to the point I think I’m really gonna loose it
But I won’t lose nothing,
They trying to step to me but shit you think you could do better with it homie
Then go and do something, ah
They trying to tell me I’m crazy, but shit I’m crazy good
Step into your city, they sayin’ there goes the neighborhood
The sale signs go up as soon as I show up
They building bomb shelters cause they know I’m gonna blow up, ah
Bright future, they say I’m a ticking time bomb
Until I’m up on MTV, waving saying hi mom
Grab your video cameras and get your night calms
Making history from the second they flip the lights on
I made it off being business savy and street smart
Who needs a co sign, I let the beats talk
I don’t need another rapper lending help
Telling listen to some dope cuz shit, I tell him that myself
I’m just playing what I’m dealt, shit it’s been a long road
But I got a lot under my belt and I felt
At times it was a lost cause
But I always got back upon my paws dog
So I know I’m gonna make it in the long haul
Shit it’s now or never homie, I cannot stall
So I’m gonna reach out for the stars and I pray for the best
And that’s how it’s gonna be until the day of my death, word

[Hook]
Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say

[Verse 2]
This is 12 years in the making, far from immediate
But now it’s time to sink my teeth in it,
I’m on my beastly shit, cause I’m sick as fuck
You don’t believe me bitch, then go ahead and spit that semen on a petri dish
You need sterilizer just to give me dap
Unless you want your immune system attacked, real rap
I’m not doing no duggy, these fucking idiots should drop the swag and take notes
Cause they can learn something from me
This is all I do man murder instrumentals
With this fire off the top like sweet tooth in twisted metal
I’m spitting rebel with a cause, deadly with the bars
Underdog since day one, wasn’t expecting your applause
I respect your damn opinion, if you don’t like my music
But if you don’t respect my hustle, then you ain’t paying attention
I pay so many fucking dudes my wallet’s empty
Ain’t a person here stopping Webby, motherfucker

[Hook]
Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say.

[Verse 3]
Fucking animal, Webby’s the Serengeti type
They whipping Lambos, but I made it on a pedal bike
Not even Gatorade replenishes electrolytes
I burn, going nuts from the fucking second I get the mic
I’m the grittiest grimiest and the wittiest, yeah
Jack the ripper to the beats I’m getting busy with, yeah
And half these rapper idiots ain’t even literate
I’m battle tested and ready, Webby a young Odysseus
Fire in my eyes and I hunger for success
I’m hunting for the title, while they hunting for a check, yeah
Wondering what is next, but I’m going in fists swinging
Till your ears ringing, they don’t expect what this kids bringing
Though if you didn’t notice, so homie just don’t provoke it
I got my state on my shoulders, till I’m getting scoliosis
Never gonna stop, my life is like the script of vertical limit
Motherfucker I’m getting to the top

[Hook]
Just play in, tune in to this music
Have no fear, I save the day with this music
My city on my back, and I’ma take it wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go, wherever I go
Say hello to the new guy in town
There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say.

 

[fox69]

"They Already Know"

"They Already Know"


Yea,
Webby I'm back and I ain't goin nowhere,
Count on that,
Let's go
Still I'm off the chain,
Webby need a leash,
I'm consistently givin you shit that's cleaver n unique,
If you don't think that I'm reckin it every second that you sleep,
You basically played yourself like puff in "get him to the greek",
Now when I be spittin people actually listen,
Because webby be rippin with grammatical precision,
Adverbs and adjectives,
Kickin all these damn vowels,
Continents till my enemy sweat here's a hands towel,
Sham wow salesmen,
Beatin up you bitches,
Cookin up a classic with this heat from out the kitchen,
I'm originaly genius,
Brain out of proportion,
And got your girls legs spread wider then air Jordan,
I'm ballin,
Every single syllable I said is clear,
Ridin into Camelot,
To stick it to gwenovear,
King Arthur flow on top of your northern hemisphere murderin the verse,
So I guess that I gotta end it here

[Chorus]
Nikes on the floor
Fitted hat low they already know it's about to go down,
Bout to go down, bout to go down, bout to go down, down, down, down
An when I get signed on that dotted line
They already know it's about to go down
They already know, they already know, they already know, they already know, they already know
It's about to go down

Verse two,
If your a mic then I'm a merk you,
Any problem I got I grin an bear an work thru,
So stop sleepin I'll give you a later curfew,
Your not feelin it then you musta took a perk dude,
Cause I got everybody turnin up they volume,
Cause it's about to go down like a log flume,
I live the life now rappin is my fricken job roll with more bitches then racin the iditarod
Get it cause girl dogs are called bitches
The iditorids a dog race now keep up with it
If you can't follow my lyrics motherfucker just dance
Cause my lines above your head like a red woods branch
Rhyming with the best flyer then the rest
Steve corelian an the men men I put a trident to your chest
I'm new school in the flesh n they already know they already know that webbys up next

[Chorus]

I'm rollin with an OZ
Pocket always full of green Logan
With his dog tags on I'm fuckin wolverine
Slicing up my competition with the adementium
Aiming for a title that never had a champion
Stay poppin ambient put me to sleep
Cause with the adirol shit I'll be up for a week
Fuck it I'm done
The hottest dude under the sun
My ninja's outnumbered haters by 100-1
Shoutout to mac miller MGK wax and erbal T
Any white boy you can actually go hard it's ok with me
I rep Connecticut exactly where I say I be
An I got apathies blessin so imam stay ya see
Keep hatin on me
You'll see the tables turn
Cause I'm a motherfuckin animal lamins term
I'm a scychopathic off-spring satins of sperm
So walk in front of me an will see just the way you burn

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Through The Roof"

"Through The Roof"


Yea
We goin’ through the motherfuckin’ roof
You know what I mean?

[Hook:]
I’m through the roof
I’m through the roof
So through the roof that I can’t get no higher than I am [x4]

[Verse 1:]
I’m through the roof like St. Nicholas
But I don’t got no Christmas gifts I’m only here to spit this shit
Beam me up Scotty, My feet are liftin’ quick
Speed over infinite, leavin’ the solar system bitch
I’m out in the mysterious beyond
With a fat booty blonde and a jar of marijuana
Sauna, flow so hot, so hot my whole life is like a slow-mo shot
Passin’ mars craters, and waivin’ at Darth Vader
The sky is not the limit, bitch I’m building starscrapers
Got the cigar paper, put the weed in it
Hittin warp drive, and passin’ the speed limits
Reppin’ 203 they know these digits
Tatted on my ribs so CT with it
Skinny as a motherfucker still I rep the Huskies
I’m through the roof now bitch no one’s above me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I’ve been through the roof, Now I’m through the Stratosphere
Millennium falcon, hyper drive and I’m outta here
Got my light saber in hand
Been on the grind since before Diddy decided he was making a band
Now I’m here shakin’ hands with fans, and it’s about time
Defying gravity smokin’ bogies on cloud nine, high
That’s how I’ve always gotta be
Fuckin’ human oddity, always burning it down properly
So bring the pot to me, and Webby’s gonna roll a dutch
Piss tag shit, take a week for me to sober up
Ain’t no need for spellin’ it out
I’m through the roof like a fuckin tree fell in your house, bitch

[Hook]

And I can’t get no higher than I am [x4]

[Verse 3:]
I can’t get no higher than I am
Captain Fire up, always got a lighter in my hand
Carry so much tree that my pockets turn green
On some Tom Hanks shit, Apollo 13
Cleaner than the cut on school picture day
They tryna to step to C-Webb, cool pick a day
I’ll be there to show you up, keep my jaw loaded up
Roll it up, blow a dutch
Spit it hella dope, putty always smell of smoke
They can’t even see me with a telescope
Think your umbrella broke, I make it rain bitch
Ask El Roca he’ll tell you the same shit
It’s that crazy motherfucker from YouTube
Tryna see how many cells in my brain I could lose dude
My minds out to sea, on a booze cruise
I’m through the floor boards, I’m through the roof too

[Hook]

And I can’t get no higher than I am [x4]

 

[fox69]

"TMNR (Intro)"

"TMNR (Intro)"



Yup, I'm back
Round two muthafucka
Chris Webby

Yo it's the teenage mutant ninja rapper you don't wanna' start bro
The combination of Donatello and Leonardo
Michelangelo and Raph rolled into one
With the knowledge of Master Splinter so Shredder is done (Finish him)
Coppin' pizza by the box
I'm the creature on the block, no beatin' what I got (nah)
And I'm heatin' up the spot
The way I rip it on the mic even Jesus gotta watch (ha)
Reachin' to the top, battlin' the villains
And a court case 'cause they tryna' send me to prison
I'm the illest white dude that ya never heard (what)
I'm the shit, for lack of a better word (uh)
I'm a dog like a boxer or a pug
'Bout to make a splash in the game, got water in the tub
And I thought you were a thug
But then they scared to battle me 'cause I could squash 'em like a bug (ha)
Mixin' 5-hour energy with Hennessy
Mind's so fucked up I can't even remember me (uhh)
Spit it dope with rhyme, homie I am so defined
Rollin' up more joints than a cobra spine
I am the master of the metaphors
Rip it from Connecticut, Australia to Equador
Settle scores easy, I do not try
I just put one in the air like carbon dioxide (yeah word)
I'm Popeye after digestin' a can of spinach
I'm handlin' business, say more in a sec than you can in a minute (damn)
Animalistic, you cannot attack this
One punch make 'em backflip the fuck off the atlas
I'm a Tempur-Pedic mattress I'll leave an impression
Danny Glover with the lethalest weapon (bang, bang)
Come back and I gots'ta get it
Joints rolled so big you think a Rasta did it
Sippin' on some Jell-O shots with some vodka in it
Known for notoriety, I'm Big Papa with it (oh)
So now listen up to ya boy
Roll one up, kick ya feet up, sit back and enjoy, uh

 

[fox69]

"Tread Lightly"
(feat. Apathy)

"Tread Lightly"
(feat. Apathy)



If that's true, If you don't know who I am, then maybe the best course would be to tread lightly

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Listen bitch
Better tread lightly, I put 'em to bed nightly
You'll never see me tired, and losing is less likely
I got the haters mad because their chick is my next wifey
(Keep talking) I don't care if i got your respect, bite me
Y'all think that people up and Connecticut can't rap
Well watch as me and Ap' go and put an end to that
While these other rappers counting their chickens before they hatch
I said fuck it, and made them over easy with some hash
(Oh My God he's on the drugs again) Urine so dirty
Only at my local deli am I going cold turkey
So much musical knowledge they're asking if I went to Berklee
Leaving third degree burns on the microphone until they heard me
I roll around with eighteen birdies, and I ain't playing golf
Just them Kit-Kat bitches, I got to break them off
Got them breathing heavy as Vader giving a monologue
Mazel-tov, Wolf in the game, you just a common dog
I don't even care
My name be ringing bells like Hector Salamanca with dynamite in his wheelchair
So get right, C. Webby is dead nice
You don't know me so trust me bitch, just tread light

[Hook: Chris Webby]
If you don't know me, you better tred light
Oh you people got a lot to say, well okay step up to the mic
(Step, Step up, Step up)
But you ain't my homie, so i'm not gonna play nice
All I need is sixteen bars, swear to God I could end your life
(Take that motherfuckers)

[Verse 2: Apathy]
Shatter matter, at a rate the fake evaporate
Evacuate the wake, then lay the body, I decapitate
I take the head, take you to the hood of my whip
Foot on the metal wood and grip, floating like a wooden ship
Shouldn't shitty rappers ask us permission to rhyme?
Permission declined, the mics booby trapped with fishing line
Finna' shine since a fetus, I can see the finish line
Vicious mind, victims lying in blood when I split your spine
Now I'm spying on these bitches showing tithes on vine
Looking pretty, hoes pose in front of Hollywood signs
If it comes to Me and You, you lose every time
I been deadly with the rhymes since Nirvana Nevermind
Never whine, never crying, never dying, I'm designed
Out of iron, I'm a lion, I'm defined as divine
I'm Allah, I'm Jehovah, Amen-rah, I'm a soldier
I'm a boulder-moving mutant, super human, shit its over
Supernova, super soaker full of acid, I'm blasting
I'm blacking out, passing out laughing at the fact that you rapping
I'm rapidly cracking you crackers into cabbages for bragging
I'm body bagging hoes, y'all shorter then Bilbo Baggins

[Hook: Chris Webby]
If you don't know me, you better tred light
Oh you people got a lot to say, well okay step up to the mic
(Step, Step up, Step up)
But you ain't my homie, so i'm not gonna play nice
All I need is sixteen bars, swear to God I could end your life
(Take that motherfuckers)

 

[fox69]

"Trick Or Treat"
(feat. Tim Gallo)

"Trick Or Treat"
(feat. Tim Gallo)



'Cause you know I'm spittin' heat every time I hit the beat
'Cause I am a monster every day I trick or treat
'Cause you know I'm spittin' heat every time I hit the beat
'Cause I am a monster every day I trick or treat

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I just run raps trust me, been there done that
I don't make the guns clap, but sharper than a thumbtack
What's that? Homie outta private school rhyming fools
Under the table, since the cradle I've been tryin' to
Kill it with this rhymin' shit
Hit em' with a flyin' fist, one punch take 'em off their feet like a podiatrist
I am sick, you're just a giant vagina, try me bitch
I'll lead you to the lion's den, then tell you what time it is
No one is as fly as this, I just grab the mic n' spit
Fuck dumb rappers I'm a rocket scientist
Flowin' since sixth grade, you know I'm on it now shit
I am a monster, my crib is a haunted house
Rollin' with goblins, ghouls and vampires
Me and Frankenstein lightin' it up like campfires
Puttin in work, I'm a monster till the dirt
Livin' every single day like October 31st

[Chorus:]
So trick or treat bitch, trick or treat bitch
All day runnin' up and down your street bitch
So trick or treat bitch, trick or treat bitch
'Cause I'm a monster boy, trick or treat bitch
So trick or treat bitch, trick or treat bitch
All day runnin' up and down your street bitch
So trick or treat bitch, trick or treat bitch
'Cause I'm a monster boy, trick or treat bitch

[Verse 2: Tim Gallo]
I find a bitch and I be in the sack for hours
'Cause I fuck like I got supernatural powers
So if I'm a get the cheeks, they gon' get dick
'Cause I always get treats and I ain't never get tricked
When they put on the beat they say I'm a different guy
Like I dropped Doc Jekyll and switched to Mr. Hyde
Said I'm a monster like the spawn of Satan
Strong arm the leprechaun and get it on with Jason
I'm a ghoulish muthafucka, what I need with a goblin
Trip shrooms on witches' brooms, stash weed in a cauldron
Till I bleed in a coffin precede it with caution
Because you need to get off 'em
And so often, bring taste to mixtapes
Spit fire at Mike Myers, I'm flyer than ring wraiths
So fuck bein' a monster, I'm a Monstar
Trick or treat, I'm the reason you're afraid of the dark

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
I'm the white boy wonder, drinking age under
Number one stunner who's as cool as a cucumber
Thunder, lightnin', mythological titan
With fire in his eyes and a bite like Tyson
Bark of a werewolf leave your ass frightened
With mics I ignite the site big as a bison
Anyone'll fight in my squad
Find me on monster.com not lookin' for a job
Put out hits like I was workin' for the mob
With a bottle in my hand and a tendency to rob
Like zombie, watch me I'm a kamikaze
Monster hard body since I learned to use a potty
I'm naughty by nature, darker than Darth Vader
A saber-toothed tiger, bye see ya later
Van Helsing couldn't even fuck with me
I'm a monster with the ink so fuck Disney

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Trouble"

"Trouble"


[Intro:]
See you guys, you never listen to me!
I said there was gonna be trouble but you didn't listen to me!
You guys are crazy!

A Kato Production

Yeahhh, Webster!

Ya Ya... Ya Ya Ya Ya, ye yeye ye yeye ye
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya... Ya Ya

[Verse 1:]
There's about to be some mother fucking trouble when I'm stepping out the huddle
Got these bitches shaking it like they doing the truffle shuffle
All the dudes up in the spot steady bobbin they head
Hanging on to every fucking syllable that I said
Got a double shot of whiskey on ice, Tara Lipinski
But fuck I've been drinking so much that shit'll barely hit me
Pop a zanny and go 0-60 until I'm blacking out
Wake up in jail and call my cousin Vinny
I'm a skinny guinea, tattoos on my skin? Shit, I got plenty
Brain cells in my head? I'm missing many
I've lost it already, if you coming at Webby?
You better come correct or shit it's right with his head, B
Do them like Marie Antoinette, when I slam the set
A handsome vet, that's why your girls pants are wet
My competition a'int gonna even have a chance to sweat
Cause now I'm on, and their plans are wrecked!

[Hook:]
There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble
Homie that's a fact (homie that's a fact)
There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble
You can count on that! (you can count on that)

[Verse 2:]
I'm cold as Mr. Frosty, icicles be falling off me
Flowin' potent as the poison that they slipped to king Jeoffrey
Wake up and get to work until my cereal is soggy
'Cause I'm, outta my hustle got these haters so salty
Got their sodium levels up through the roof
You'd think they were drinking ocean water really to tell you the truth!
I've fucking had it with these kids that criticize what I do
Come and see me, you'll end up on the sole of my shoe
'Cause see at first I as 'ight, but I got better with practice
Now I'm only fucking chicks that look like Jessica Ravish
Shit I've been crazy since I first opened the medicine cabinet
Experimented now I got a hell of a habit (na na)
Yo I'm kidding I exaggerate the truth 'cause
Mom if you're listening I swear I don't do drugs!
I had my fingers crossed, homie pass the weed
And if you want trouble follow me

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Baby I'm a trouble maker
That's just always how it's been, I'm a be one to the end
Tell em baby I'm a trouble maker
That's just what I am, don't make me say it again

[Verse 3:]
I've been insane in the head!
Since I played in a pen
Now I'm on the mic see yo the game has began
All my enemies started shakin' and ran
Fuck it ill just let em marinate in the pan
Ya you know I'm about to eat these mother fuckers with a fork and a spoon
One with the force you can feel it when I walk in the room
I'm coming out the temple of doom
So dirty I need to be swept with a broom
My foots up on the peddle and VROOM!
The quarterback, yeah of course I'm back
Homie and it's more than rap
Shit I'm so sharp the microphone's got a sword attached
Hey you looka broads be heading where the dolphins at
Better bring your motherfucking snorkel mask