Testo What I Do - Chris Webby
Testo della canzone What I Do (Chris Webby), tratta dall'album There Goes The Neighborhood
Stay chuggin' on a 40oz, brain cells fried
Like a clam strip all day, get high
Never ending story, Falcor stay fly
Mom's a math teacher so I gotta multiply
Not a mathematician myself so I ride
In my '98 Altima parked outside
Hustling mixtapes and tryna get by
W-E-double-B follow with a Y
Muh'fucker that's me and I be so cool
To be on my level you're gonna need a step stool
Always been a troublemaker gotta break rules
Breaking every law until they kick me outta school
So amped up you'd think I'm chuggin' jet fuel
Chasing a bottle of moonshine with an O'Douls
Since O'Doyle rules let me pull a Billy Madison
And have 'em slippin' on banana peels if they challenge him
I'm bafflin' any competitor with what I'm rappin' and
The future's looking bright, I think I'm staring at a halogen
Born in '88 I got it tatted on my abdomen
Product of the nineties, every day practicin'
Then it started happenin', turned into a beast
Full bred pit with a little Maltese
Woof, slaughter any track that I see
You've now been warned you better hide your beats
I'mma never give a fuck about you
I'm just doing what I do
Murder any beat I put my mind to
Thought you knew that's what I do
Rappin' on the mic 'til my face turns blue
Through and through that's what I do
That's what I do
Do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do that's what I do
Stop sleepin' over there man, pass the blunt
L ride around town and be back for lunch
Got a full plate of beats and some Captain Crunch
Mean on the mic, only lost a battle once
Everybody else murked 'em, cooked it up, served 'em
Pen in hand I got the dexterity of a surgeon
Freestyle, burn 'em, written rhyme flawless
Like the names of every Ninja Turtle, I'm an artist
Bitch, nobody stoppin' what I'm sayin'
Lyrical display gon' shock 'em like Raiden
Every day ragin', show me where the party's at
Where the bitches? Where the broads? Where the hotties at?
Where the liquor? Where the bud? Where the molly at?
Where the stage? I'm 'bout to give the crowd a heart attack
Life's short so you know I gotta live it up
Brim low, ducks rolled, I'mma never give a fuck
I'mma never give a fuck about you
I'm just doing what I do
Murder any beat I put my mind to
Thought you knew that's what I do
Rappin' on the mic 'til my face turns blue
Through and through that's what I do
That's what I do
Do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do that's what I do
All I got's my word and my balls, just a nerd with a cause
Livin' life like a video game so press pause
Double tap X with a shot to the brain
Back, back square catch 'em with the scorpion chain
So get over here bitch, I'll kick 'em like Liu Kang
And fatality anybody who shits on my name
It's that tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate
Pissin' on these haters like puppies on fire hydrants
It's that motherfuckin' Optimus Rhyme
Full bottle of pills, blunted with a bottle of wine
Fully transformed 'bout to take over the game soon
Ain't a motherfucker I'm afraid to bring the flame to
Got 'em rotisserie while I be smokin' piffery
Makin' words connect like letters written in calligraphy
Not a person here steppin' in my shoes
Cause C. Webby's back and this is what I do
I'mma never give a fuck about you
I'm just doing what I do
Murder any beat I put my mind to
Thought you knew that's what I do
Rappin' on the mic 'til my face turns blue
Through and through that's what I do
That's what I do
Do do do do do do do do do
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Kevin Cossom, Karlyn Ramsey, Jason P. D. Boyd, Luke James Boyd, Algernod Lanier Washington, Robert L. Allen, Sean Winston Davidson, Andrew Brett Harr, Jermaine Jerrel Jackson, Andrew Paul Davidson
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