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Nice 2 Be Back Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Chris Webby

Hello, in a muscle car murdered out 

With a purple ounce, that motherfucker that you heard about 

Spread around the internet because of word of mouth 

Cannonballed off the deep end and swam further out 

Tryna stack absurd amounts with a purdy spouse 

Put one in the air like Super Smash pulling Kirby out 

Jury's out? Fuck it, I don't care I'ma vent 

And get fucking intense like Native American sex 

Fuck the money, when I started I was there for respect 

That's why I'm still in Connecticut where my chariot rest 

I'm on the edge, do y'all dare me to step? 

Will y'all just find another rapper to rep and even care if I left? 

Watched too many people run with my formula and get famous 

Now all of em fucking famous and boy I'm just fucking waiting 

Put my life up on the line for the glory that I've been chasing 

Recording down in my basement, money poor but I was patient 

Now I'm hustling and moving up, kid's super tough 

I ain't popping? I tell em soon enough 

I kept my circle tight, it never loosened up 

And cut the snakes out like Medusa up at Super Cuts 

It's my job to get up on mics and say wild shit 

Never once did I suggest that you should try it 

Shut your trap, I'ma need a little silence 

Let me do my job, is that alright bitch? 

 

Hello, it's so good to see you, it's so nice to be back 

Gather up ladies and gentlemen, just vibe to the track 

Grab a seat, dim the lights while I'm reciting this rap 

Best in the burbs, let's remind 'em why my title is that 

It's good to see you, it's so nice to be back! 

 

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I remember being lost and hopeless in my parent's attic 

Feeling claustrophobic, but I never lost my focus 

I'm back, hurting from a mix of mild scoliosis 

And the weight of carrying the fucking state up on my shoulders 

I'm on a marathon ahead of you, dude 

They sucking wind, turning bluer than a jeopardy clue 

The jealous ones developing resentment for the crew 

Without knowing what I've been through 

So come and step in these shoes 

So what I didn't sell crack and had a stabler home life? 

Middle class white, they been hating my whole life 

But they saw me grow up just like Raven Symone, right? 

Scrawny little punk, to the Razor Ramon type 

Independent and continually making fans 

Turned down a lot of deals, and chose to make a stand 

Fuck selling out, homie that ain't the plan 

Why push the envelope? I'm tackling the mail man 

So here I am as I'm rambling, pants sagging 

And ransacking the game, no receipt for the transaction 

And they hopping right on to the band wagon 

With this puff the magic dragon stuffed into a gram bag and 

Attacking these beats thoroughly, in my prime currently 

Only way to get me to shut my mouth is to murder me 

Sure to be a legend, impressing with every story told 

Go balls to the wall like I'm fucking y'all through a glory hole 

My destiny is still an open book, just haven't had my moment 

I'm still underrated and overlooked 

But fuck it yo I feel terrific 

We've already made it further than anybody predicted 

Tapes on tapes with a handful of crazy tours 

Led here, this the moment we been waiting for 

To my fans, I'm extending my gratitude 

Chemically Imbalanced, enjoy the fucking album dude 

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