28 Wednesdays Later (Intro) - Chris Webby

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