Album Cover Grenade (feat. Ekoh)

Grenade (feat. Ekoh)

Chris Webby

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Yeah

Walking like the pinnacle of skill when I′m steppin' on the mic and let the words flyY′all don't even see you're fuckin′ with a different breed

′Til I'm liftin′ up the lid of your third eye

I been livin' for the rap and the nerd life

Ever since I got a little taste and the fuse lit

They be brain dead, fuck tryna stop their movement

I am Bruce Campbell, this is my boomstick

Yeah, I be all day, doin′ what I want, I know y'all hate

This a game like Webby′s Arcade

Got the high score, fuck did y'all think?

Bitch I got paid (what?)

Two shows in different cities the same day

Said I'd never make it out my scene, but I did with the team, that′s Just Us League and

I been making a name for never giving in

Taking Tylenol that I build, I got it livin′ in

Writin' like I′m poppin' the pills or takin′ Limitless

When I rap, Mortal Kombat, shit finish him

Killin' it, villainous, going on a rampage

I′m out doing everything they said that I can't face

I'm about to go and pull it off quick, band aids

Sold out show, rocked that, no mandates

Yeah, shit′s so mint got a Bitcoin flow

Go and get down on the ground floor

Fuckin′ with the Webb and I'm gonna get green

When I′m coming with the bomb, Norman Osborn

Y'all might as well get your popcorn

Watch how they hate, no matter what I been on

They mad when someone looking like me kills the beat

Like when Pete fucked Kim, got ′em spitting over Kanye

Yeah, I know these industry dude's don′t like me

You couldn't do this with labels (sorry)

I did this shit with some type beats

I don't believe in the hype and anyone saying they next to blow

Open your mouth, then put the grenade and pull out the pin and wait for the...

We some renegades, only play to win the game

Life will give me lemons, I′ll be sippin′ on some lemonade

They try to imitate, but they just a bit too late

'Bout to pull the pin on this grenade

(They don′t want it with us)

We some renegades, only play to win the game

Life will give me lemons, I'll be sippin′ on some lemonade

They try to imitate, but they just a bit too late

'Bout to pull the pin on this grenade

(They don′t want it with us)

I'ma set the scene, that's yet unseen

So fresh and clean, that nightmare up in Freddie′s dreams

Here to bruise every MCs self esteem

My rap styles like ketamine, mixed with dextroamphetamine

My punch is harder than Butter-Bean

Alpha of alphabetic schemes

I′m kerosene with that match out

Chips up and I cash out

With the world on my shoulders just to work my traps out

That fast route is what I'm on

Dippin′ off in a Porsche

Don't dap much better

Carry on with the torch

Too dark for the force

Way more like Darth got ′em all out of sorts

My dogs on the court like Air Bud in this bitch (woof)

They don't want it with Chris (truth)

Public enemy number one when I get loose, got a lit fuse

Don′t tempt me, got the big juice like Simply, get it, huh? Yeah

Lemonade with a grenade and AK

Y'all big pussy like Stimpy

You don't want a war with the rap game maximus

Stab and thrust if they actin′ tough

And then pack ′em up in a plastic lined trunk of an Acura

Then drive fast and I back it up off a cliff

Bye-bye, I'ma see you later

When the car hit "boom!" it′ll leave a crater

That's fuckin′ with Webb in a nutshell, bitch

So send my regards and you meet your maker

With a piece of paper, I'm lethal

With a ballpoint pen there′s no equal

Little bit of bad with a little bit of evil

Little bit of gas with a little bit of diesel

Yeah, my tanks never on empty

When the beat bang, it's Webb in a frenzy

I am the one on the run they envy

Put 'em all ten feet if they tempt me

We some fuckin′

We some renegades, only play to win the game

Life will give me lemons, I′ll be sippin' on some lemonade

They try to imitate, but they just a bit too late

′Bout to pull the pin on this grenade

(They don't want it with us)

We some renegades, only play to win the game

Life will give me lemons, I′ll be sippin' on some lemonade

They try to imitate, but they just a bit too late

′Bout to pull the pin on this grenade

(They don't want it with us)