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conan - chris webby lyrics

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[verse 1: chris webby]
sufferin succotash this motherf-cker’s back
running tracks like i’m usain bolt on adderall, doing a hundred laps
got the world in my hands, and i’m shoulder shrugging that
doing sets of ten until i’m as big as a f-cking lumberjack
see i’m dope, but they always seem to forget this sh-t
so quick to judge the white kid from connecticut
no embellishment, they saying webby’s h-lla sick
and i don’t need a f-cking magazine to tell me this
i keep it fresh, man, shout out to funk flex
the whole game hears me stomping up the front steps
i’m up next, not giving a f-ck less
you see me losing the day i p-ss a drug test
ain’t happening, leaving their brains rattling
presidential status in the burbs, james madison
i’m every head of state, written in the legislate
ticking time bomb in the game, ready to detonate

[hook: chris webby]
get it crackin’ when i come around
ridin’ ’til the sun goes down
all i know is where i’ve been
i don’t know where i’m goin’
standin’ on the front lines like a soldier
never backing down to no man
call me conan
and i’m in it ’til they tell me it’s over

[verse 2: chris webby]
hip-hop is a chessboard, and i’ve been learning the game
stayin’ patient, independent, got no worries of fame
i’m just stacking up my paper, counting checks in my name
so much internet money, i make my icloud rain
i’m a beast, what the f-ck is you?
steady droppin’ number two
sh-ttin’ on my compett-tion everytime i’m comin’ through
put your crew on blast
up on stage got the crowd bouncing like a kangaroo on crack
see i say it how it is
boba fett, come and try it kid
mercenary, murder instrumentals for the highest bid
pop the ray gun, well done, grab your a1
keep the shades on
b-tches call me johnny cage, son
bicycle kicking you off of the f-cking mountain top
with an ounce of pot, and this album that i’m about to drop
2013, this sh-t is a rap
funk flex and c-dub, nothin’ realer than that

[hook: chris webby]
get it crackin’ when i come around
ridin’ ’til the sun goes down
all i know is where i’ve been
i don’t know where i’m goin’
standin’ on the front lines like a soldier
never backing down to no man
call me conan
and i’m in it ’til they tell me it’s over

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