Church Lyrics - There Goes The Neighborhood - Chris Webby

Welcome, welcome! All you ninjas! 

Come on in and make some room 

Move on over, now! 

Go - watch out for the baby head! 

The baby... You about to head the baby in the head. 

Why you gotta take up both seats? 

Just move on over! 

Lets start the show 

We have a special guest tonight... He goes by the name of Chris Webby 

Now, this you man, hails from Connecticut 

After six mixtapes 

After half a million dollars 

After 20 million YouTube views 

Countless sold out shows 

And many a satisfied fan! 

All you ninjas, give a warm welcome to your... Chris Webby 

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You see I'm buzzin' now 

Shovel in hand I dug from the underground 

Lyrical artillery loaded with forty-dozen rounds 

They used to run they mouth 

Shit, they Daffy Duckin' now! 

Came out spittin' 

First photo shoot was my ultrasound 

Throwin' up my middle fingers in my Mother's uterus 

Spittin' fire off of the top 

Mount Vesuvius 

Always caught disturbing the peace 

They said I was Ludacris 

Crazy, unpredictable, nutty, but never stupid, b*tch 

Smart guy like Taj Mauer eatin' pot brownies 

On the run for killing beats 'till the f*ckin' cops found me 

On the loose again 

Apple juice and gin 

Out manouverin' my enemies 

Leave 'em with sutures in 

Cut 'em up 

Cause my flow is sharper than Excalibur 

Maximus, Decimus, Maridius to these challengers 

Gladiator in the flesh 

Swinging for your f*cking neck 

Slicing up these beats 

While you b*tches can even cut a check 

Up next, final stop, success, like, 

Now hold on, now hold up, hold on now, hold on... 

You gots to teach these boys how to rap. 

Cause what these boys out here is doing, is not rap. It's wack 

You got to show them the multi-syllable schemes 

You got to show them the air-tight flow 

You got to show them, them punchlines 

Now get on in there and do your thing, son! 

Everything I do, I do it with heart 

Werewolf with a full moon in the dark 

Tear a f*cking human apart 

I'm stupidly smart 

Started on the east 

But my music made a westward expansion something like Lewis and Clark 

Climbing up the musical charts 

And me falling off? 

That's like Bullseye from Daredevil losing at darts 

I'm just a crazy motherf*cker 

Who was bred to be a monster, since the eighties motherf*cker 

I'm lyrically inclined 

Put my spirit in my rhymes 

Veins pumpin' hip-hop 

You can hear it in my lines 

Rollin' with a bunch of goons 

Everyday we grindin' on 

And we All Spark 

You can catch me up on Cybertron 

I am on everything 

Bad Meets Evil-er 

That's just how the cookie crumbles 

Motherf*cking Keebler! 

Mark my teachers words 

They told me that I should be mature 

But now that my pockets beefed up 

I'm never going vegan, sir 

Grindin' 'till the f*ckin' day I stop breathing 

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