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Chris Webby
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Hide N Seek
So keep on running, you bitches keep on running,
Mother fuckers out there are scared, so keep on running,
But you know I'm gonna find you like it's hide n seek.
Webby off the hook like where your house phone at,
Then I'm bouncing back, double click and get your mouse attached,
High with a pound of grass, it's that CT, dude, back to spit,
World game so accurate, last to quit.
First star, got a soldier's heart back to spark with a bag of piff.
So choke a hoe and smack a bitch,
'cause I don't give a motherfuck, be mad at this,
I still be right here rapping shit,
Sag my pants and I grab my dick,
Scandalous, cancerous, 'cause the flow too sick, can't handle that.
Man of myth, I can't answer this, but everybody hearing this ran it back.
Tracks on tracks on tracks, like the Pro Tool session stack,
Spitting it ill with a vision to kill, any mother fucker that will step in my path, fact.
That's just how Webby be flowing, doper than ever,
Hoping to sever the heads of my enemies, leaving their face on the ground,
Then I'll tell 'em hold it together.
Sober? Never. Rarely at most, hitting that blunt 'till it's barely a roach,
But I'm MVP in the whole Northeast, pass me the rock and I'll carry it coach.
Brag and boast, yeah, I'm nice. But shit, you motherfuckers all knew that, right?
See what's good when I grab that mic, polar flow, cold as ice.
So keep on running, you bitches keep on running,
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Mother fuckers out there are scared, so keep on running,
But you know I'm gonna find you like it's hide n seek.
Bitch, I'm gonna find you like it's hide n seek, grinding, y'all just grind your teeth.
Listen to and follow my directions like when Simon speaks
Simon says “go fuck yourself” , Webby spit a flow that be tough as hell
In a gunfight with a knife out and I'm ducking shells like Mario Kart.
So tell everybody that you know that I'm back, bitch,
Straight jacket with a Xanax tablet and wash it down with the Drano that's in the back of my cabinet.
This is madness, no, this is Sparta, who ripping it harder?
Pick it apart with my butcher knife for these pigs to the slaughter.
Oh, my God, let's go retarded, politically incorrect with it,
So sick that I got 'em puking and spitting up like The Exorcist.
I'm Maximus, mixed with a little Spartacus, too,
And the mic is like my sword I use for carving in poo.
So what that means is when I'm in the booth I'm harder than you,
So keep on running, mother fucker, 'cause I'm charging for you.
You see my time is now, your time is not,
All I do is grind a lot, let me count to ten and now you should go find a hiding spot.
So keep on running, you bitches keep on running,
Mother fuckers out there are scared, so keep on running,
But you know I'm gonna find you like it's hide n seek.
So keep on running, you bitches keep on running,
Mother fuckers out there are scared, so keep on running,
But you know I'm gonna find you like it's hide n seek.
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