chris webby
friend like me
yeah webby never had a friend like me yeah it's that big bad wolf 'bout to blow your fuckin' house down with a quarter pound in my trunk on the south-bound you can smell me comin' as i'm whippin' it around town weed so loud that i'm smokin' in surround sound had 'em hooked since i shook dat piff no one handin' me the keys so i took that shit with latarian milton doin' some hood rat shit on my hustlin' flow i'm a whoop that trick got henny in me and rollin' with plenty bitties and home town pussy i call it connetic-kitty as animated as ren & stimpy so clever and witty you'll need a certain level of intelligence to get me gimmie gimmie everything that you got everything in your wallet and that ring with the watch there really ain't no coming at the king for the spot that's like stepping in the ring with the rock it is what it is and that's how it's gon' be oil in my pan burn it down low key y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me in it to the end like me no matter what the end might be y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me got a sworn bloodline i was born a leader people bumping my music from here to north korea to argentina fans be lining up outside my concert like the ticket to my show what's a court subpoena yeah i get it up on it like emt paramedics no anesthetics phonetic energetic with alphabetics i'm spreadin' the fucking vibe like a pathogen epidemic while i'm sippin' my unleaded and puffin the devil's lettuce i'm a menice in my whip indicia vapin' sippin' whiskey like some sort of liquid dinner replacement feel my inner simba awaken the prince in the makin' my ideals of vacation is to sit in my basement and write raps so i'm 'bout to tell a night gap i run my lane take a step or five back if you forget the rest then just memorize that 'cause at any second webby might snap it is what it is and that's how it's gon' be oil in my pan burn it down low key y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me in it to the end like me no matter what the end might be y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me it's like: i was made up in a lab or something the way i hit 'em with these raps in the tracks you bumpin' they say i sound like i'm eminem's rabid cousin who's still on drugs fuck it i'm on acid buggin' i'm pass 'n puffin' the loud packed passed my limit i snap and kill it my syllables i'm mad explicit take my enemies and kill 'em on a massive skillet and as for critics i covered them in gas and lit it i'm back you bitches and the crown on my head stay get on your knees bow down to your sensei it's like i'm fuckin' christina ricci the way i put it down on a wednesday yeah addam's family shit always on my hustle 'cause nobody handin' me shit all i've got is intuiting and a plan to get rich and when i do the fuckin' planet will flip yeah it is what it is and that's how it's gon' be oil in my pan burn it down low key y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me in it to the end like me no matter what the end might be y'all know me i hit hard like apollo creed you ain't never had a friend like me,