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Itâs lights, camera, action, run it and still rappinâ,
Lyrical tornado, twister, Bill Paxton.
On two E pills, three vics and six aspirin,
This bullâs running plays on the court like Phil Jackson.
I am at raw, fucker, better back off,
Punch line pros, we leaving you with a cracked jaw.
Down in MIA sniffing on some bath salts,
Eat your fucking face off and spit it on the asphalt.
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
Call up Rick Grimes and aim for the head and shot at least six times.
Connecticut to Shaolin, show âem what the bounce is,
Coming with that fire so you better bring an ounce, kid.
Itâs that motherfucker fucking panty stuffer, listen to the real canât stand the others.
Cop a lethal weapon like Danny Glover, walk into the woods bust rounds at Bambiâs mother, uh.
Live and let die, I get it like I spit it, we ride like an AMG, get it? G5.
Five, Michael in it, got the key to the city, we vibe, no commercial interruptions, weâre live.
Warning, see now that you have entered the zone, professionals at work, do not attempt this at home.
All I needâs a verse and a minute when itâs on, Iâll be begging like a convict for minutes on the phone.
Up until they throw me in a box, or catch me in the trap, tryinâ to throw away the rock.
Iâm a product of the block, a hustler, the product in the socks, serve a customer, regardless of the cops, Regardless of the guap, still e legend. On fire, âcause Iâm hot, yâall are sweating, still denying that Iâm not.
In fact, Webby, Iâm like the overweight lover, Iâm that heavy, minus the frames and fat belly.
CT to Shaolin, C. Webby to John Blaze,
Itâs just that hip hop shit, you know, itâs that,
That raw emotion that you get when you get behind this mic, like you know?
Suburban rap, âcedes back, slay it when I lay a track,
The fourth Animaniac, the Timothy McVeigher rap.
They so concerned whit swag that they forgot about the basics,
Thatâs some shit I canât respect, Iâll never hold my tongue or take it back.
This is art, this is true, this is all I know,
The only time I feel at peace is when I start to flow.
I donât care if the masses think that my shitâs hot,
âcause this is raw, this is me, this is hip hop.
- Album:
- Websters Laboratory 2
- The Checkup
- Chemically Imbalanced
- Homegrown (EP)
- Bars On Me
- There Goes the Neighborhood (EP)
- The Under Classmen
- Optimus Rhyme Mixtape
- Teenage Mutant Ninja Rapper
- The White Noise
- Best In The Burbs (Mixtape)
- Chemically Imbalanced (Special Edition)
- Chemically Imbalanced (Special Expanded Edition)
- Compilation
- F*ck Off
- A3C Vol. 4
- Live It Up
- A3C Volume 4
- Live It Up - Single
- Homegrown