[Intro: Chris Webby]

Yeah, let's go in on em Knodge

You already know

Yo keep that vaporizer plugged

In though you already know

I'm be back there in a second

I'm sorry mom I had to do it to em

I mean uhhh yeah yo

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

I'm a hard one to get along and get on a song

While I'm smokin' that Godzilla and battlin' King Kong

Straddlin' lovely women and doin' my thing hard

Eatin' rappers on my diet with a Nutri-Grain bar

I still whip the same car, smoke bud out the same jar

And get higher than a fuckin' Quasar

I am a senior to these rappers, never a J.R

And stay rollin' like a cart through the isles of K-Mart

Spit it with flava, don't work but play hard

I'm on my space ship about to invade Mars

Any opposition, I'm embarrassin'

Allergic to wack, so if you steppin' to me, I'll need a Claritin

Rappin' straight heroin, no one can compare to him

Spittin' flames like Eragon, Canada to Maryland

Brazil to Alaska, they know me as a rapper

Stay fly, just turned in my applications to NASA

Roarin' like Mufasa, eligible bachelor

Your girl's like a slice of cheese all up on this cracker

Phenomenal flow, bein' better than Webby is not probable

If it's even possible yo, rockin' a show

Droppin' it, my brain moves very slow

Comin' around like havin' sex on a Mary-go

Killin' any scenario with my man Adam Generio

Who's had faith in me since the beginnin' so there we go

Here we go, and I'm back on a beat

And fact I'm a be, I'm actually

Gradually growin' up, rollin' up a bag of the weed

Dope as fuck, hittin' em' up like Kimbo bitch

Swollen nuts hangin' down lower than a limbo stick

I get it crackin', get your windows fixed

So try to run, I'm a catch em' like we playin' sharks and minnows bitch

Ya'll can't see me like a blind mouse

I'm a bad boy just got off a time out

This is my house you'll get beat without a doubt

Cause ya'll are sittin' ducks, like Daffy on a couch

I get them punchlines know what I'm a fuckin' bout

Haters need to get them selves some scissors bitch, cut it out

I'm a fuckin' grouch, no Oscar

Music runnin' in my veins, learned it from my father

Ho don't even bother, I'm back to chokin' ya

That's why they scared of Web like Arachnophobia

Haha, bitch

[Verse 2: D. Lector]

And he's back, Knowledge

Officially changin' my name to Danimal Lector

Body collector

And you are about to get broken in like a new clutch

Your rockin' with them two fucks

Who killed White Noise, them white boys not the Ku Klux

Don't get it screwed up, I'm too tough

Built like a mothafuckin' GI Joe, minus the crew cut

Holdin' a huge dutch, swollen like it juiced up

I'm doblin like dude what, I don't pass after two puffs

Two words I never heard, "you suck"

Like LeBron fadin' away with the J better suit up

I'm reinvented literally, listen to the differences

Now I got my green growin, call me Photosynthesis

I wrote a song about it and it goes something like this

My dicks at the top of your chick's Christmas list

So bitch let's get it poppin like acne

As we, tag team this rap game, tag me

And I'll gladly jump in and swing for the fences, relentless

So if you wanna step, bring your dentist

Or catch a death sentence, my wordplay's tremendous

And the chronic Super sonic on some Shawn Kemp shit

I'm a problem, matter of fact I'm grimy

Like Mad Max I've been a badass since the 90's

Flashback finally

People startin' to recognize that I'm the shit.com back slash try me

Faggot ass your solved and to add to that, tiny

Push your eyes in traps back try and find me

I'm high so don't mind me

Danimal to cosminot, a lot of pot

Shit hits hard, I call it Ronnie Lott

Kicks like a karate shot, my dicks like a shotty cock

Ready to bang and your chicks like "oh my god he's hot"

No shit bitch, haha, what up Webby!