Read Chris Webby's Explanation "Webby's Lab 2 (Intro)"
[Verse 1]
Yeah...
I was, stuck inside my fuckin' studio pacing
Stressin' and second guessin' with all the music I'm makin'
Re assessin' who I choose to put faith in
And re-examinin' who really has a say in all these moves that I'm makin'
Stepped away for a minute, made a new situation
And now it's back to the basics, I know you have been waitin'
Cause see it ain't about the numbers or the views or rotations
I'm hungry, those in my way should get to funeral arrangin'
I'll bruise em, I'll scrape em, I'll chew em, I'll break em
And get a skewer, filet em, like food on my plate
And throw what's left in the stew I was makin'
I'm patient, I'm calm, and I'm cool, I'm just sayin'
The person that you see when you Google my name
With those stupid photo shoots from like 2008
With the early interviews of me sayin'
Some super outdated chemically fueled ludicrous statements
Was just a kid who lacked guidance, up in the public eye
But I'm all grown up now, so fuck it right?
Let's get back to raisin' hell up again
And talkin' shit about these rappers cause I'm better than them
Time to give 'em all a show, so go assemble your friends
We in the lab like it's 2011 again
The hands on the clocks jumpin', but dammit I'm not bluffin'
It's time to make shit get outta hand like I dropped somethin'
Won't stop nothing I'm back bitch, the bandicoot of DatPiff
With my lab kit, and bottle ready to crash shit
[Verse 1]
Yeah...
I was, stuck inside my fuckin' studio pacing
Stressin' and second guessin' with all the music I'm makin'
Re assessin' who I choose to put faith in
And re-examinin' who really has a say in all these moves that I'm makin'
Stepped away for a minute, made a new situation
And now it's back to the basics, I know you have been waitin'
Cause see it ain't about the numbers or the views or rotations
I'm hungry, those in my way should get to funeral arrangin'
I'll bruise em, I'll scrape em, I'll chew em, I'll break em
And get a skewer, filet em, like food on my plate
And throw what's left in the stew I was makin'
I'm patient, I'm calm, and I'm cool, I'm just sayin'
The person that you see when you Google my name
With those stupid photo shoots from like 2008
With the early interviews of me sayin'
Some super outdated chemically fueled ludicrous statements
Was just a kid who lacked guidance, up in the public eye
But I'm all grown up now, so fuck it right?
Let's get back to raisin' hell up again
And talkin' shit about these rappers cause I'm better than them
Time to give 'em all a show, so go assemble your friends
We in the lab like it's 2011 again
The hands on the clocks jumpin', but dammit I'm not bluffin'
It's time to make shit get outta hand like I dropped somethin'
Won't stop nothing I'm back bitch, the bandicoot of DatPiff
With my lab kit, and bottle ready to crash shit
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