[Chorus: Chris Webby]
We the illest around, and ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me
Burn this bitch to the ground, cause ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me now
[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
You couldn't see me with your contacts in
Walk by, bitches yelling out like "Oh My God that's him!"
Mwahaha, so come here you little groupie
That's why I'm always chillin' with a bird like Snoopy
I got my wood stocked, I am rappin' cooked rock
Spitting crack, bring it back, doing things you could not
Burn a bag of good pot, let it lean, let it rock
CT, where you at, got my region on lock
Beam me up, Spock, to the top of this
Can't see me, see a fuckin' optometrist
I show dominance, you better grab your bifocals
Then you see me kill it with the vocals, local
Hometown hero got the internet buzzing like a vibrator
Haters see you later, no discussion
Got percussion in my bloodline, music in my heartbeat
Money in my mind, Steve Nash couldn't guard me
Hardly famous, well maybe on Facebook
Friend request healthy ass every single day, look
Rap's Dane Cook, one liners got 'em shook
Fly as Peter Pan man, but I'm a captain like Hook
Rap and I took everything that is around you
Leave 'em looking like a damn Velicoraptor found you
Simply, sickly, somebody hit me
So cool I'm frozen in time like Walt Disney
Drink til I'm dizzy, and steadily burning
Anybody dumb enough to battle Webby will learn
That they can step in and step out, meeting adjourned
Ask Rafiki he'll tell you that the king has returned
We the illest around, and ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me
Burn this bitch to the ground, cause ain't nobody gon' see me
Ain't nobody gon' see me, ain't nobody gon' see me now
[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
You couldn't see me with your contacts in
Walk by, bitches yelling out like "Oh My God that's him!"
Mwahaha, so come here you little groupie
That's why I'm always chillin' with a bird like Snoopy
I got my wood stocked, I am rappin' cooked rock
Spitting crack, bring it back, doing things you could not
Burn a bag of good pot, let it lean, let it rock
CT, where you at, got my region on lock
Beam me up, Spock, to the top of this
Can't see me, see a fuckin' optometrist
I show dominance, you better grab your bifocals
Then you see me kill it with the vocals, local
Hometown hero got the internet buzzing like a vibrator
Haters see you later, no discussion
Got percussion in my bloodline, music in my heartbeat
Money in my mind, Steve Nash couldn't guard me
Hardly famous, well maybe on Facebook
Friend request healthy ass every single day, look
Rap's Dane Cook, one liners got 'em shook
Fly as Peter Pan man, but I'm a captain like Hook
Rap and I took everything that is around you
Leave 'em looking like a damn Velicoraptor found you
Simply, sickly, somebody hit me
So cool I'm frozen in time like Walt Disney
Drink til I'm dizzy, and steadily burning
Anybody dumb enough to battle Webby will learn
That they can step in and step out, meeting adjourned
Ask Rafiki he'll tell you that the king has returned
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