See Me

[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 [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 2: Googie GoHard] It's Googie GoHard and I came to bless the track Grooving with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Rapper We chopping who can not see, an Inglorious Bastard The flow has been mastered, I'll even spit it backwards You don't want the raw meats, you don't want the raw eat You don't wanna spark too many punches in the raps Homie you ain't on my level anyway you spelling that It's a tad in the bag from the gift of the gab Ah man, this kid is unbelievable Even B.I.G. woulda say I'm something he ain't seen before He would blow, speaking shows, scheming when I'm even low I ain't tryna battle homie, I'm just tryna see the dough Nah, it ain't conceited yo, maybe just a little bit Hope you got binoculars, and if you do then riddle me this How you gon' see something that you know yourself don't even exist I lickety Split, now go to the middle and watch me just fill it with piff Can't see, Webby or Googie GoHard You can't see us, how you gon' see I'mso mean in my B-Boy lean You're gonna need a telescope to see these stars gleam CT all the way to the dirty Jersey Yeah muhfucka, you heard me We burn trees like arsonists, you don't wanna bark to this Can't see the flow then you better get your goggles bitch [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