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 Baraka, 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