Bowser

Yea I'm Bowser bitch Let me blow some fireballs on these motherfuckers [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Call me Bowser, hit em on a flow like a boss, bitch It's inevitable that you steppin' on my level In the end your gunna end up leavin' with a loss, bitch Line in the sand, I crossed it, grindin' till 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 cosign Baby and now it's showtime, they tellin' me that it's your time Freestylin' my destiny, bitches, I never wrote mine So learn my fuckin' name, just know we not the fuckin' same I'm fightin' for my life and the title just like the Hunger Games Have to gather my success, that Connecticut, rough neck Any time a beat gets killed they lookin' for me Cause they know I'm the suspect Leavin' competition upset, grabbin' that girl, then we fuck, yes They steppin' to me in a battle and winnin? That's like me passin' a drug test Shit will not happen, ready for action Gabbin' 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 But what I could do, I'm comin' for you and steadily killin' the rappin' So fuck it I'm through, I'm pummelin' crews and leavin' the cypher laughin' Takin' bottles to the face till I'm like fuck man So dirty my entourage follows behind me with dust pans So slow it down some, sippin' on my Styrofoam Trapped inside of Webby's world like Pauly Shore in Bio-Dome I roll an 8th of fire just so it can take me higher Molten lava flowin', smokin' my volcano vaporizer I haven't made it yet cause rap is full of politics So all you politicians suck my dick until you swallow it My dreams must have a twitter account, cause I'm a follow it And anyone or anything in my way I'll demolish it Mothafuckin' monster steadily rippin' it proper Bitches so get to the chopper Mean as baracka, speakin' it lava Breaking it badder than Tuco Salamanca Killer with flow, bouncin' around like I'm Tigger on blow Spittin' it so, outta control, trippin' the dough The slower you thinkin', the quicker I go The pick of the litter with vigorous flow Keep the bitches titties jigglin' yo' I stick and I go, I'm better than you No matter how you try to figure it bro The villain is back, killin' a track Won't stop till I got me a million in cash Listen to facts, R2 trigger attack, drop that magnificent rap Giggity, giggity, giggity, splat, the illest up in the vicinity's map Killin' theses bitches like Trinity's back, with different rhythm so listen to that So Mario should do his cardio and grab a flower Cause you'll need to throw some fire balls if you gon' step to Bowser