Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 28 Wednesdays Later (Intro), artist - Chris Webby. Date of issue: 22.12.2020
Song language: English
28 Wednesdays Later (Intro) |
| Yeah |
| What a fucking year it’s been, huh? |
| Set this shit off |
| I been feeling gracious, living life, covering my basis |
| Even while the mask been covering your faces |
| I’m essential business, moneymaking in my basement |
| Still on the cusp of greatness, I can taste it |
| 'Cause Webby ain’t afraid of a hard day’s work |
| See the elbow grease |
| on a white stained shirt |
| I’m a lyrical weapon shooting |
| my aim first |
| Catch so many bodies, got my lawyer on retainer |
| I am one of the last Jedi on earth |
| Got my light saber with me till they put me in a hearse |
| Better double check my pulse 'fore you put me in the dirt |
| 'Cause I’m hard to kill, iron will, pain in the hurt, like |
| Fuel to the fire, kerosene, go get my lighter |
| I’m a beast, I’m a fighter, I’m a highly trained writer |
| No reality television, Christian is a survivor |
| And the game full of fakes, so I’m known as the supplier |
| Of the truth from my point of view, shit ain’t nothing new |
| I ain’t in the |
| but they throwing up the double-you |
| Colonel Mustard with the candlestick, y’all don’t got a clue |
| Bear arms in this bitch like yabba-dabba-doo |
| Just to move I need five bands |
| Know my worth, paying salaries and buying land |
| You couldn’t do what I’ve done in a hundred lifespans |
| Only time I cover my heart up is with my right hand, bitch, I swear to goodness |
| I’ma kill it, 'bout to get it, I can feel it in my bones |
| Took a minute, now I’m grown, if you listening at home |
| You can see the evolution, had to get it on my own |
| I had to build myself a throne |
| Now I’m sitting on it, smoking chronic, sipping gin and tonic |
| Nagasaki with the flow, they say my shit atomic |
| Quick as Sonic when I’m ripping shit up, you don’t really want it |
| product fresh up out the zoo, no Joe Exotic |
| But earned my stripes though (yeah) |
| Shit, I look like Shere Khan when the lights low |
| Yo, I’m so fucking good at rapping when I write, though |
| That there ain’t a single misspelling or a typo |
| Carmen Sandiego, you don’t even know what spot I’m in (nah) |
| Only time I drop a pin, it’s a Klonopin |
| When I’m being clumsy, better trust me, oh my God, I been |
| Fully fueled up, baby, listen |
| again, ain’t no stopping him |
| Water moccasin, I been dripping venom on the mic |
| Hit 'em with a right, someone get to kissing 'em goodnight |
| Me and you are not alike, ain’t no synonym in sight |
| I’m as cold blooded as an amphibian, I’m like |
| The goddamn people’s champ and I give 'em what they order, bitch |
| Never back down, I’m forever insubordinate |
| Fully independent, Webby never going corporate |
| Only got the red pill, pulling up like Morpheus |
| Shit, I’m like freedom of speech in human form |
| Motherfucker, I was born just to go against the norm |
| With my thoughts, I been brewing up a storm |
| And this is just the start, consider yourself warned |
| They already tried censoring me so while I’m able |
| It’s time to lay my nuts on the motherfucking table (suck 'em too) |
| Shit, I’m HBO Go, Hulu, and Netflix |
| With some Disney+ mix, bitch you just basic cable (hah) |
| The label is ADHD with a mission |
| So refill your Adderall prescriptions |
| Better pay attention, everybody listen |
| 'Cause y’all been put to sleep by all the music you’ve been given |
| So I wrote these raw thoughts in a jay paper |
| Was gonna end the album series but I’ll stay later (I'll stay a while) |
| So go and grab my pills and bill and a straight razor |
| It’s 28 Wednesdays later |