Bar For Bar Lyrics - Singles - Chris Webby

Yeah... Webby 

I drop 50 bars, mad bars, raised the bar twice 

The bars are on me all night 

If they wanna go bar for bar we can do it on sight 

I'm a beast, you're gonna never see me lose a bar fight 

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Everyone got an opinion but they won't step up 

Can do a fucking handstand still got no leg up 

So go ahead, talk your shit, yo, come on get tough 

I'll Instagram a dick pic, you could all get fucked 

I'm still as sick as a malaria patient, I'm very impatient 

Stomping up the stairs of the basement (I'm coming) 

No hibernation, yo, this bear is awakened 

And half the game be softer than what Ben and Jerry are making 

I'm a transcendentalist with literary arrangements 

Vocabulary is like a dictionary replacement 

But they only talking money and they last time I was checking 

The greater percentage of America is in a recession (hold up) (what) 

So what you're sayin' is these diamond crusted necklaces 

And convoluted messages is really what you're messing with 

Where's the dope shit what happened to that 

Back when people stepped up to the mic and actually rapped 

But now I'm on it, been here for a minute, and now I'm back to get them 

Had this devil on my shoulder during catechism 

Staying high from the purple and the hash I'm hitting 

Brain moving slower than Rick Ross' metabolism 

I'm here to rap a rhythm, so why you saying shit (why) 

So many fucking punch lines, I'm about to break my wrist 

Undefeated, yo, I'm hard to be playing with 

I'm the king, alter alias is Marcus Aurelius 

Killing beats, murder scene, and I'm washing my hands carefully 

Scrubbing all the blood out the trunk of the Grand Cherokee 

In need of therapy but the doctor's scared of me 

Says I need a trip to Shutter Island cuz apparently 

I've lost my damn mind, yo, I'm sick in the head 

The reason women say that chivalry's dead 

I'm that guy, trying to find some company laying in misery's bed 

Staying blunted with a fifth to the head 

Judge Dredd with a weapon now, laser beam flow bout to blast that 

Mother fucking lyricist, you can hashtag that 

Freestyle crazy, they like; "Yo, how he rap that?" 

So hot off the top, I'll melt the plastic in my snapback 

In a hatchback running people over till your body parts are stuck in my motor 

Never sober, I got to charge my G-Pen like 12 times every weekend 

Sharks and minnows with it always treading in the deep end, shit who needs friends 

I got my headphones, an iPod, rhyme book and a pen, homes 

Shit, I even got bars in a dead zone 

I get it crackin' like chiropractors with neck bones 

Shit, I been slept on, way too fucking long now 

Studied every fork in the road taking the long route (yes sir) 

Mapped it out like cartography, build my bridges strong 

And now I know that anyone that stomps at me will tremble in my hands 

Run them off my lands, see I always stuck it to the man 

Fuck it, cuz I can, bringing out the ruckus is my plan 

Puffing on a gram, if you want some trouble I'm your man 

Comfortably stand right where I'm at 

Soon to be legend, ain't no fighting the facts 

About to rise to be a mother fucking titan of rap 

Give them pieces of my soul and put my life in a track 

In the game where people quick to put that knife in your back 

Gotta teach yourself to move like a wolf or get preyed on 

Fuck blowing up the real challenge is to stay on 

You must be fucking stupid if you take on 

This crazy white boy, keep my game face on 

And my shades on, and my brim low, and my mind right 

Cooking up a sick flow, chewing through my leash, now see the kid go 

Because now we here bitch, welcome to the show