Last Wednesday (Intro)

[Intro]

All due respect

You got no fuckin' idea what it's like to be number one

Every decision you make affects every facet of every other fuckin' thing

It's too much to deal with, almost

And in the end you're completely alone with it all

[Verse 1]

I been on my shit (Yeah)

I been on my shit

Thought I would've lost my grip but the shots don't miss (Pow-pow)

So, I gotta watch my six when they come for me like John Wick

Never called in sick (Nah)

Never called in sick

Got a Z-Pack in, my backpack to mix

With the cocaine dust and adderall script

Now I'm gassed up, let me let it rip

Yeah, the boy don't slip (Nah-nah)

Nah, the boy don't slip

Only take headshots that turn to red mist (Pow)

Only got raw thoughts up on the checklist

And I went all in with the chips and then I got rich (Yeah)

Finally got rich, only took a lifetime of grindin' like this

Now I'm fuckin' thirty-six and tired as I sit

On a throne with the cage I built around it, like fuck

I don't know who I could trust (Ah)

Hate this game but I love that rush

All the labels say that I talk too much so it's under the rug I'm brushed

But I never gave up (Nah-nah)

It just made me tough

Been fifteen years, never lost my touch

Same ol' Webb, just a little grown up

And still not givin' one fuck

If I went satanic, shit, I'd get signed to Atlantic

And blow up all over the planet

But my name is Christian, the devil can't stand it

Soul not for sale, they tried but couldn't land it

Now I'm shadowbanned across the whole game

'Cause I got no master holdin' my chain

They limit my reach, throw dirt on my name

They say that I've changed but I'm still the same

Motherfucker that I was when I started out

I'm just a little smarter now, by all accounts

And made a fortune from a small amount

I'd have more if I didn't keep callin' out

All the fake shit, all the whack shit, all the gay shit

Goin' on at Diddy's house down in the basement

Most of Hollywood's compromised but I'm not and that makes me dangerous

But when I say this

It isn't just all entertainment (Entertainment)

I'm puttin' myself in the line of fire against a system that's not to be played with (Played with)

This shit is as simple as good versus evil so fuck all the views and engagement (Engagement)

'Cause speakin' the truth often comes at a cost and trust me I've been makin' my payments

But I know why, it's so I'm okay with (Okay with)

Bein' this hated (Hated) all 'cause I'm honest (Honest)

So fuck bein' famous (Famous)

I know what my lane is (Lane is) and I got this

Yeah, I've spoken out and been punished for it

And I've lost some fans in the process (Process)

But the more they hate me the less I care and that's progress (Progress)

Fuck y'all, man (Fuck y'all, man)

[Bridge]

You know, you don't love me anymore

Well, that breaks my heart but it's too fuckin' bad

'Cause you don't gotta love me

But you will respect me

[Verse 2]

Royalty (Yeah)

Goddamn right, I'm underground royalty (Woo)

In this game got a claim to my name, that's underground royalty

That's right, rap royalty

Uh, yeah, okay-okay

'Cause see, I'm back to get 'em

Back to back with the raps I've written

The radioactive blaster, the map we live in

I say it loud enough for people in the back to listen

Long before the apps and the algorithm

Was tellin' you what to listen to on the Apple Watch

Sit back and watch a pro, So I'ma pass the rock

I'm Kratos, grab the axe to stab and slash

Until the Gods lie flat like Ragnarok (Grrr)

'Cause I'm a God killer, fuckin' monster

The shit that Godzilla runs from when the war drums

Got nearer, fear the fallout like I'm locked out of the vault

Whether all critics gettin' logged off when I'm off

In this mind-state, with a rhyme rate that defies fate

Ride straight through the hellfire with a blind date

One of the greats and sold weight on the MySpace

With the mixtapes, got 'em hooked, now they live bait

Fuck all the rules

I still be goin' like there's somethin' to prove

I keep that hunger when I'm up in the booth (Rah)

So no matter what I contained in the back of my brain

I still wake up every mornin' like I got nothin' to lose

With the word play, I'm a master, I'm a sensei

King of the underground, so fuck what your friends say

And here we all are at the end day

Let's gather 'round for one last Wednesday

[Outro]

If you're lucky you'll remember the little moments like this

That were good, cheers