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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
Brian Joseph Eisner
Brian Joseph Eisner
Songwriter
David A Webster
David A Webster
Songwriter
Jake Anthony Procanik
Jake Anthony Procanik
Songwriter
Patrick J Farley
Patrick J Farley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JP on Da Track
JP on Da Track
Producer
Nox Beatz
Nox Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

Man I'm just sittin' back watchin' the pussification of this whole country I can't say this, I can't say that Shit, what the fuck can I say? When did y'all become so fuckin' sensitive, man? Lighten up, I'm just here to entertain you And if that triggers you, well, then you're a pussy Listen It's a cold world, easier to play this shit safe Knowin' how the world gon' judge you if you make a mistake These miserable fuckin' people, so saturated with hate They can't wait to pile it on someone else's plate Like if I'm right with every word except for one in a song They'll only focus on and judge me for the one that was wrong Cancel this, cancel that, fuckin' welcome to America The home of specializing in assassinating character I hate it, (hate it) I prefer goin' in guns blazing (Pow) Annihilatin' anyone who's testin' my patience (Yeah) Ain't no room for pussy-footin' in the rap game, man I'm drawn to controversy like a moth to a flame (Yeah) And you little snowflakes better quit your complainin' Not racist, I'm just not too big on the Asians (Haha) Shit I'm kidding you, idiot, but with no hesitation These fuckers run with it and post it up on Twitter while sayin' That Webby's (not Webby) some sort of bigot for fuckin' makin' a joke You're not woke (Nah), you're just sensitive and quick to revoke So, I'd like to invite you to suck my dick 'til you choke Deep throat, pow, pow, got your bitch in my scope Everyone that I'm seein' is lookin' pussy as fuck Go and cry about shit without even lookin' it up So, I'd like to thank my bullies all for makin' me tough Because it's lookin' like y'all ain't get bullied enough Yeah, I came to drop bombs, like flex and I'm gone I'm all raw, so try not to be so sensitive, y'all If I'm not pissin' you off, then I'm pissin' you on If you're not triggered at all, then I'm spittin' it wrong Because I came to drop bombs, like flex and I'm gone I'm all raw, so try not to be so sensitive, y'all If I'm not pissin' you off, then I'm pissin' you on If you're not triggered at all, then I'm spittin' it wrong Easy does it, Webby, try to keep that temper in check (Grr) I'm goin' off like Terminator in the metal detec- (Beep, beep, beep) Ter, hit 'em with the blurr like my memory gets From blowin' benzo's while I'm drinkin', yeah, I tend to forget A Devil's reject, ever since a kid I been a loser But I dealt with it, it's called developing a sense of humor Learn to laugh a little bit, this shit is good for your health If you can't take a joke, you need to take a look at yourself (Pussy) Shit if I didn't have the haters, then I would probably withdraw Shit dog, honestly I would probably miss y'all Haters, really please, promise me you'll never quit, y'all Here, I'll make fun of me with y'all Here's my impression of Webby, no one's doper than me (Grr) I got the hairline of someone that's ten years older than me (True) Sittin', dissin' politicians like I'm fuckin' sport fishin' Say I fucked their wives and daughters when I obviously didn't (Also true) And I'm pale year round, summertime or deep winter And I chew with my mouth open when I eat dinner (That's gross) My liver has put up with plenty of cheap liquor And more drugs in a lifetime than Keith Richard's I used to work out, shit, I really was buff Then I stopped working out, now I'm skinny as fuck Like so skinny, when the wind blows hard I lose balance So skinny, lookin' like I won a tapeworm challenge Haha, it ain't that hard to laugh a bit At your own expense, fuckin' just relax and shit (Ha ha) Smoke a joint, eat a Xanax you bitch This uptight bullshit's what I've had it with If you're still mad after what you've listened to Then that's just the bitch in you Suck a dick or two, ain't no fixin' you Fake woke, can't take a gay joke People that I'm spittin' to, I am here to trigger you (Trigger, trigger you) Yeah, I came to drop bombs, like flex and I'm gone I'm all raw, so try not to be so sensitive, y'all If I'm not pissin' you off, then I'm pissin' you on If you're not triggered at all, then I'm spittin' it wrong Fuck 'em
Writer(s): Jake Procanik, Christian Webster, Brian Joseph Eisner, Patrick J Farley, David A Webster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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