Lyrics Chris Webby

Chris Webby

Bowser

Call me Bowser, hit em on the floor like boss bitch

It's inevitable that you step into my level that you gonna end up leaving with a loss bitch

Line in the sand I crossed it, grindin' til I'm exhausted, never gonna put the mic down I'm here right now so what you want bitch

Still here cause I flow rhymes, mixtape shit since 09'

Only white dude in the game who made it this far without a co-sign

Baby and now it's showtime, they telling me that yo' time

Freestylin' my destiny bitches I never wrote mine

So learn my fuckin' name, cause no we not the fuckin' same

I'm fighting for my life in the title just like the Hunger Games

Happy after my success, that Conneticut roughneck

Any time a beat gets killed they lookin' for me cause they know I'm the suspect

Leavin' competition upset, grabbin' they girl and we fuck yes

They steppin' to me in a battle and winning, that's like me passing a drug test

Shit will not happen, ready for action, grabbin' the mic and I'm gettin' it crackin'

No need for the braggin' I know that I'm dope and homie you ain't even a fraction

Or what I can do, I'm comin' for you, and steadily killin' the rappin', so fuck it I'm through, I'm pummeling crews and leaving the cypher laughing

Takin' bottles to the face til I'm like fuck man, so dirty my entourage follows behind me with dust pans

So slow it down, sippin' on my styrofoam

Trapped inside of Webby's world like Pauly Shore in Biodome

I roll an eigth of fire just so it can take me higher, molten lava flow and smokin' my volcanoe vaporizer

I haven't made it yet cause rap is full of politics, so all u politicians suck my dick until u swallow it

My dreams must have a Twitter account cause I'm a follow it, and any one or anything in my way ill demolish it

Motherfucking monster steadily rippin' it proper bitches so get to the chopper

Me and star rocker speakin' it lava breakin' badder than Tuco Salamanca

Killer in flow, bouncin' around like I'm Tigger I'm blow, spittin' it so outta control trippin' the dough, the slower u thinkin' the quicker I go

The pick of the litter with vigorous flow, keep them bitches titties jiggling yo

I stick and I go, I'm better than you, no matter how you try to figure it bro

The villian is back, killin' a track, won't stop til' I got me a million cash, listen to facts

R2 trigger attack, drop the magnificent rap

Gigity, gigity, gigity splat

The illest up in the vacinity's mad, killin' these bitches like Trinitiys back

But different in rythym so listen to that

So Mario should do is cardio and grab a flower, 'cause u'll need to throw some fireballs if you gon' step to Bowser