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Chris Webby lyrics : "We Made You"

(Man, I don't even know what I'm doin in this motha $#&@in 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


Back by popular demand
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 Han@@#!
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 cuz 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 %#@! faster
I'm $#&@in 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 cuz 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 $#&@ I was
Poppin Ritalin, tattling, just to get a little buzz
$#&@, 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'ma roll me up another once I finish this up
And that's why

My brain
Is now completely $#&@ed
So I have no idea why I am even saying this stuff


I'm a young buck, $#&@ed up, trashed like a dump truck
With bundles of smelling like a skunks butt

Slaughter any dumb$#&@, messing with the come up
Like Mario with a green shroom, got 1up
On anybody cuz you know I flow a dope

Walk around with a cane, beatin up older folk
I'm just looking for a pair of !@%$ I can motorboat
Or a bottle of penicillin so I can overdose

Comatose mother $#&@er and the morning wood
Raspy $$# voice sounded like Donald Duck
Mad Game, Crazy, rolling with a lot of !@#%s

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, $#&@in choke him with my belt
And I steal from the rich and keep it for myself

(Chorus)


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