World On Lock Chris Webby

[Intro]
Yeah, Webby
Aye Nox, bring those flutes in!
I'm feeling like a fucking king right now
I got the whole world on lock
Yeah (let's go)

[Verse 1]
Rap game handbook, Webby wrote the script
Ain't a soul who be cold as Chris
Paleontology wit' it when I got a fuckin' bone to pick
You don't really wanna go with this
You small time like leprechaun, and I'm a megalodon
Got rows of teeth to eat if you step on my pond
Headin' to infinity until I get to beyond
They don't make my kind of cracker at no Pepperidge Farm (yeah)
Fish tank in the crib like we bay
Marlow money, more cake than a B-day
Give two fucks for the he-say, she-say
Play so tight gotta run 'em all, replay (Woah)
Who could keep goin' on like me?
Who could drop all these songs like me?
Who could stay this hot in the game this long like me?
Over twelve years, still going strong like me
Maybe you could name one or two, that's it
There's only a rare few that could do that shit
When I got the rock, never lose that shit
And when the beat drop, I abuse that shit
Shit, I'm bigger in my thirties than I was in my twenties
Doubled the fans, and way more then doubled the money, it's funny
When they still try doubtin' me, but as the world goes around you'll see
That I, that I, (uh)