Mad Bars

Yeah, this shit right here is for all the haters

Alright, everybody sayin', "Yo dude, you can't spit."

And I'm like, I'm like, "Yo fuck that I can spit!"

Ha. So uh, let me just lay down mad bars

Yeah

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

I'll spit a whole bunch of bars, re-roll up cigars

I am greater than the rest Supernova, the stars

You're just the common cold I am SARS

I do not spar, every single blow will hit hard

And I know what you are and hm, you're not me

Outdo you in anything bitch, just watch me

Drop shit on any topic, hotness

Then swap spit with hot chicks and get my cock licked

I'm a rot pit mixed with a little bijon

Hugh Hef in the flesh, Stay rollin' with three blondes

So don't hate this, I can't help that I'm great bitch

I spit a rhyme and then I'm outtie, Like an A6

I make hits and I hit the marijuana

Then beat the shit out of Rihanna just because I wanna

Haha, Nah, I ain't Chris Brown, I am Chris Web

CT is listenin' to everything this kid says

The only time I get bread's at a meal

Before my main course, god damn I need a deal

I'm broke out on bail and I'm livin' with my parents

But I spit, and got these high school girls starin'

Darin' to be different, apparently it's rhythm

That's keepin' me goin' every moment that Webby be spittin'

Spittin' like I got a loogie stuck in my throat

But fuck it I'm dope, the ring leader's runnin' the show

So ring around the rosie with a pocket full of OC's

Pop 'em all at once and OD

Oh me! Oh my! So high! I don't even want to land

Contraband in my waistband, rip it cause I can

Half man, Half ninja turtle

Half a fuckin' head case

If I don't make it on the mic I'll make a sex tape

Me, Kim Kardashian, and Paris in a three way

Burn it right to disk and make a million off of Ebay

I got true blood runnin' in my veins

Sharper than a vampire's fangs

Bang! Sneeze a lightnin' bolt, cause I'm always spittin' thunder

Runnin' shit like Ari, cause drama like Vince's brother

Smoother than butter with a pocket full of rubbers

And skills that'll make your girl s-s-s-s-stutter

Back up in this m-motherf-fucker with a vengeance

Make 'em pause like they got a comma in their sentence

You can tell I'm the shit as soon as I hit the entrance

Fuck the shampoo, we that rollin' that Herbal Essence

Cause I'm great like Alexander

Two Poke balls hangin', spit flames like Charmander

And I got your chick wetter than a Blastoise

She said I'm sexy and she love my raspy ass voice

I'll turn the stage into a slaughter house, ask Royce

Fuckin' with Webby is just a bad choice!

I'm a mothafuckin' goblin man

Get the cable vision rhythm, rippin' on demand

You can see me with the mic on my sonogram

The doc was like "hm, I think we've got a problem ma'am"

Had a rattle in my right hand, dutchie in the other kid

Diaper on my ass, thirty rack up in the fuckin' crib

Had 'em sayin' "what the fuck is up?"

Cause all I do is fill up cups and puff a dutch

Rollin' with a crew of giants like Justin Tuck

So if you really wanna step, better muscle up

Cause I really got to show 'em when enough's enough

Cause now these rappers trying to bite me like Scruff McGruff

Gotta get these damn dogs euthanized

I am back ill as can be, and super-sized

Like Star Fox, I am truly fly

Can't do what I do, excuse you I

Be runnin' shit with my manager younger than me

And I'm young as fuck, and still nobody fuckin' with me

I am in A&R's wet dream ready for the shit

Cause the games a fuckin' rap when they let Webby in this bitch

Because the game's a fucking rap

When they let Webby in this bitch. [x2]

Yeah, you know, mad bars

Maaaad bars

Spit straight on any mixtape

I'm ill, yeah, what