Chris Webby – Trust Me lyrics

I'm a punch line professional, far from conventional,
Always make a point like what comes right before a decimal.
I never ate my vegetables, skipped outta pre-school,
Spit molten lava, ain't a second I could be cool.
I'm nasty, so come right at me,
I am fresh to death, shit I'm great like Gatsby.
My voice stays raspy but ladies like it,
They always jock my swagger and tell me that I'm the nicest.
I'm righteous, so who fucking with Webster?
Stay bangin' out tracks in the lab like Dexter.
I'm clever, every day under pressure.
Bow down to king Mathers, but I am his successor,
An MC like Escher, fresh, flyer than feathers,
Rollin' up the trees and light up like a projector.
I'm better, bitch trust me,
I'm Super Mario with a star cuz' y'all can't touch me.

[Chorus]
You could never be the man that I be
Never go to war with a dude like me
You'd be barking up the wrong tree
Trust me
And, and,
You could never do that things that I do
You could never spit the words that I spew
You could never stand to walk in my shoes
Trust me

You'd be barking up the wrong tree, barking at the wrong dog,
Power walking around you mother fuckers in full jog.
I go hard, shit I'm oh so sick,
I'm loco bitch, eat rappers like Coco Crisp,
And get it jumping like a pogo stick, nobody next to this,
I been rapping since Sonic was running on Sega Genesis.
So I'll throw Knuckles like his nemesis, now who could step to Chis?
I'm so fly I got a leg up on Pegasus.
Put together sentences, verses to the choruses,
On the underground like bones of Stegosauruses.
My kick's harder than Chuck Norris',
One roundhouse will knock you all the way to places that your foreign with.
I'm rolling with at least 3 Ninjas, call me Colt,
But bitches call me the carpenter, I screw nut and bolt.
I won't just give up, and don't just back down,
And don't give two fucks, y'all know all that now.

[Chorus]
You could never be the man that I be
Never go to war with a dude like me
You'd be barking up the wrong tree
Trust me
And, and,
You could never do that things that I do
You could never spit the words that I spew
You could never stand to walk in my shoes
Trust me

I'm a mother fucking animal, scrotum full of cannonballs,
Playing drinking games till I hardly even stand at all.
I bite bitches like Trueblood, this dude's rough,
Brain screwed up from too much drugs,
I never grew up.
Drink until I threw up, throw up, vomit,
Barf on the game, you bitches don't really want it.
Sorry homeboy, but do not interrupt me,
I'm better at rapping than you, bitch just trust me.

[Chorus]
You could never be the man that I be
Never go to war with a dude like me
You'd be barking up the wrong tree
Trust me
And, and,
You could never do that things that I do
You could never spit the words that I spew
You could never stand to walk in my shoes
Trust me.

Yeah, hah, hah, hah.
Champion records on the beat.
It's Chris Webby.
203 where you at?
I'm right here.
Daaamn straight.
2009, it's my year.
We goin' hard on 'em.