Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stand Out Feat. Chris Webby, artist - D. LectorDate of issue: 10.11.2016
Song language: English
Stand Out Feat. Chris Webby |
| Bitch you know my MO, behind bars like i’m on Death Row |
| When I get the best Dro from the West Coast, even though CT is where I rep hoe |
| So let’s go, Mister potty-mouth got the fresh flow |
| I guess so, stomach full of french toast, some egg rolls and benzos |
| I don’t get low, I stay high, stay high then wave bye |
| Stage dive then run through the crowd with chainsaws screaming «Gay Pride» |
| Cut you faggots in half, label it a hate crime |
| At age nine, put a steak knife through this cat but he still had eight lives |
| Not afraid to die, he was made to survive |
| Devil with an angels' eyes |
| You’re stuck wondering why your ankles are tied, wasting time |
| Crazy mind that’s saying rhymes, giving you both |
| I’m huge as Hulk, |
| You’re just plain stupid, i’m stupid dope |
| Body full of booze and smoke, choose and growth, even my blood cells look like |
| music notes, cause all I know is music yo |
| I’m usually unusual |
| So you should probably move it bro, I’m the shit .com backslash you’s a ho |
| Cause i’m just trying to live my life, and shit, i’m doing it however I like |
| I been standing on the edge for a minute now, kept myself from looking down |
| Just tell myself i’ll be alright |
| Then i’m thinking: Fuck if you like me, step into my Nikes, I’m always going to |
| hold my ground |
| Never fitting in with the crowd, through the ups and the downs, i’m the man |
| that when I Stand Out |
| Oooh, here goes Chris again, don’t know what to mention, I’m living it |
| Ever since I could remember, I was always standing out, fuck fitting in |
| With my tilted brim and my pants low, looking for a chick I can stick it in |
| Puffed a few pills and i’m feeling 'em, said I wouldn’t but i’ve got no self |
| discipline |
| So fuck it, i’m wilding out on these ho bags, leave toe tags |
| On any instrumental, my murder weapon is that notepad |
| Always on the road like a nomad, feeling like i’m really gonna' go mad |
| And shit, even Malcolm in the Middle’s father |
| Now it’s time for the Mega Sword, fully charged up and i’m ready for it |
| All that’s in front of me, puffin' a blunt or three 'til my brain can’t take |
| any more |
| As Betty, Should I relapse, I rolled that, repeat that |
| Ayo girl, I leaned back, while she’s on, her knee-caps |
| I’m crazy, I’ve lost it, stand out from the rest of the game dude |
| Throwing punches even quicker than Bane, one shot to the brain if i came to |
| I’m Sun Tzu, you’re a shih tzu |
| I’m a Great Dane with no chain, you should run |
| 'Cos this dog’ll have his date, even if he’s got to face you |
| Cause i’m just trying to live my life, and shit, i’m doing it however I like |
| I been standing on the edge for a minute now, kept myself from looking down |
| Just tell myself i’ll be alright |
| Then i’m thinking: Fuck if you like me, step into my Nikes, I’m always going to |
| hold my ground |
| Never fitting in with the crowd, through the ups and the downs, i’m the man |
| that when I Stand Out |