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DJ Booth Freestyle

Chris Webby

Optimus Rhyme

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Tekst piosenki
Yeah, it's Chris Webby 203 where you at? (We right here) Yeah, it's like that DJbooth.net (scratch that) exclusive Let's get it poppin' (scratch that) Cause every time I get on the mic, and I start reciting, or writing I'm like a Titan, ain't nobody fuck with that Poppin' vicodin, and fighting, striking, and biting Quicker than lightning every time that Webby gets up on the track Cause you know I done it, I kick it, pun it, and bun it Step to me and you'll get punished cause I'm always spitting crack Split a couple dutches, get blunted even though I'm so broke I had to get fronted the money for the twenty sack Baby, I'm a killa, with microphones who is realer? I eat em like quesadillas every time I'm coming through My skin may be vanilla, but I'm iller than any other spitta You heard of recently, and that's just how I do Cause you know I rap it, cause havoc over the Atlas Someone needs to open my brain up and tighten up the screws Talent, yes I have it, I'm magic, puff it and pass it Cause I'm spittin' on the mic until my face is fully blue Pick it up and drop it, I rock it no one can stop it I pop it, lock it, no one can ever copy what he does Rock on any topic while coppin' exotic product from the tropics That will leave me a very solid buzz Cause everyday I'm twistin', it's my mission for Christian To blow up like nuclear fission when I'm pullin' up the rug From under your feet while hitting your vision with the rhythm Kick flipping over you motherfuckers and pulling bud Cause you know I'm going and steady showin' you that my flowin' is potent Cause I am always spittin' out the truth Notoriety growing and white as the ocean You could try to be boasting but I'll knock you out your boots Cause you know I do this, making music so fluid I'm barely lucid but I drop it baby and here is the proof Cause this is the movement, I'm bruising my competition While hitting them with the exclusive only for DJ Booth I'm practically the best, DJBooth.net So check the context, I'm wrecking these little punks Don't even break a sweat while I hit them from the right to the left Grind for my checks, with CDs in the trunk Music's what I do, til I'm through I'll be true From my head to my shoes because I'm never the type to stunt Crack open a brew, have them saying "pee-yew!" Cause I got that Pepe Le Pew, I'm rolling up the skunk Baby I'm a villain, George Foreman grilling, whore killing Everything I'm winning cause Webby could never lose Until I got a million I'll be spilling my wisdom Over any track that I'm given, and that's why I am that dude That every kid in Connecticut's learned to respect So all you haters hit the deck or you'll be leaving with a bruise The next white hope, so step or get wrecked Success is my destiny that I choose
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