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"Oh Lord (2018)" is a track by Chris Webby, from the album Lost Wednesday : The Demos, released 26th June 2024. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Yeah, Webby [Verse 1] Feelin' like I'm all in, dip my dick and balls in 'Bout to bring that heat again, Charmeleon's evolvin' Never slowin' down, I got no feelings of exhaustion They say I'm gettin' older, but fuck it, I'm feelin' awesome 'Bout to kick the walls in, bitch, you better back up If you ain't usin' caution, you gon' have some bad luck This what we have been waitin' for, so go and lift your glass cup Put it on Webb like a moth gettin' wrapped up It's arachnophobia, listen, that's what I give 'em Bring the fear factor for my fuckin' competition Joe Rogan 'bout to put me in a ring, the way I'm spittin' I get everyone that steps into my way into submission [Chorus] Yeah, I got 'em yеllin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord" I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floor boards, the scorеboard Is sayin' I be in the lead, 'cause Webby got what you need Now I'm stackin' that money, they callin' me Mr. Deeds (Yeah) [Verse 2] My DNA is alien, my skeleton's uranium Combined with adamantium, no, you don't wanna play with him Scientists been studyin' the structure of my brain again They think I got a chunk of vibranium in my cranium Now I'm on the top, so they thinkin' I'm fuckin' missionary Three eyes on my raven, I'm a motherfuckin' visionary So how they fuck are they compared to my vocabulary? I come from the family that wrote the fuckin' dictionary I won the preliminaries, now we at the main event Gather up your preconceived notions, they'll be laid to rest As I go from just another rapper who ain't made it yet To runnin' shit, so get to placing bets [Chorus] Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh God, oh God" They tell me kill it, I say, "No prob," they know why My name is all up in the lights after all them long nights And now I got the top of the world in my sights [Verse 3] I went from sellin' eighths of marijuana out my Nissan Scribbled in my rhyme book, chillin', throwin' beats on Something I could beast on, went and put my cleats on Record in the cypher somethin' I got no defeats on, yeah But I been walkin' down this treacherous path Fuck money, I've worked too hard to ever settle at that I want it all, and once I got it, y'all ain't gettin' it back You don't know the demons I've battled to get where I'm at This for everyone ignorantly refusin' to listen Who still be speakin' on my music with their stupid opinions So if you sleepin' on my music, here's a jewel that I'll give 'em Shut your mouth or it'll be you that I'm dissin' [Outro] Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord" I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floor board, the scoreboard Is sayin' I be in the lead, the ruggedest emcee This new generation of listeners ever see Yeah, I got 'em yellin', "Oh Lord, oh Lord" Take a look up at the scoreboard, oh, Lord I'm 'bout to knock 'em to the floorboard, oh Lord Nothin' that you can't handle no more, oh Lord Oh no, oh Lord
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