We Made You

Chris Webby
Man, I don't even know what I'm doin' in this motha fuckin' booth right now)
Haha, let's go!
[Chorus:]
When you walk in the room, it is clear to see
I'm the one, with the bong, and the bag of weed
I'm a pothead
And everybody knows it's so drop dead
If you will oppose it
I'm the one whose burning
Wait no not yet, no one even knows who I am
But I'm the White Noise and I'm kickin' it again
Kick em to the curb as I stick it to the man
Chris Webby, check the Johnathan Hancock
Walk around buzzed on and pot
Got so many lyrics, when I drop it I can't stop
Find me a biddy and I'm watching her pants drop
Whoa, start unzipperin' now
There's no way I be simmerin' down
But I be Donkey Kong and I'm a hit em with a simian pound
Keep buzzin' like a sippian
Wow now, Kowabunga
When I come and hit em from the under
Round make sound like thunder
Quaint as the weather in a tundra
Stunned ya cause I'm rappin' I'll
It'll really make ya wonder
[Chorus]
I'm the illest white rapper on 20 muscle relaxers
Sniffin' anthrax just to feel the shit faster
I'm fuckin Jedi master no need for a blaster
My lightsaber will leave none standin' after
I swing it around and cut everyone to fractions
Keep em in a pile then drive away laughing
I think that I lost it, I can't explain my actions
Neither can the therapist, he says that I'm on crack
And I only have to agree cause I been smoking that
Since I was like 6 sittin' on Santa's lap
Askin' for my own prostitute and a bat
So I can knock her out and jerk off on her rack
A little animal is what the fuck I was
Poppin' Ritalin, tattling, just to get a little buzz
Fuck, what was I even talking about? Uh...
Oh yeah, where was I? Kids, don't do drugs
[Chorus]
And that's why
My dutch
I've never had enough
So I'm a roll me up another once I finish this up
And that's why
My brain
Is now completely fucked
So I have no idea why I am even saying this stuff
I'm a young buck, fucked up, trashed like a dump truck
With bundles of smelling like a skunks butt
Slaughter any dumbfuck, messing with the come up
Like Mario with a green shroom, got 1up
On anybody cause you know I flow a dope
Walk around with a cane, beatin' up older folk
I'm just looking for a pair of titties I can motorboat
Or a bottle of penicillin so I can overdose
Comatose mother fucker and the morning wood
Raspy ass voice sounded like Donald Duck
Mad Game, Crazy, rolling with a lot of sluts
Pop so many pills, who would know what I could vomit up?
Hanukkah to Ramadan, I got a bomb tickin'
Goin' on and on, who would stop at my mission?
Murder Robin Hood, fuckin' choke him with my belt
And I steal from the rich and keep it for myself
[Chorus]
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