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Chris Webby

Take Me Home

 

Take Me Home

(앨범: There Goes The Neighborhood - 2011)


[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I'm a walking bad habit, E tabs up in the cabinet
Savage rap status: vocabulary extravagant
A rock star popping rotches in bars
Used to flip bud now just rapping cop me a car
No telling, Connecticut felon, I GPS 'em
And find my mark like Magellan with more lines than Corey Feldman
I never cease to impress 'em
I cardiac arrest 'em
With every studio session I'm killing 'em, no question
Webb's back, better hold your breath when I'm rhyming homes
I murder beats, I'm Jonah Hex on the microphone
Fiends saying I'm the dopest yet
And haters? I shrug 'em off until my fucking shoulders sweat
I'm breaking bones, a modern version of Casey Jones
Scored a hand, I'm the winner playing the Game of Thrones
fuck beef, my rapping style's filet mignon
Getting drunk, fuck yo' driver, somebody take me home

[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch

[Verse 2: Slaine]
I know that I should change, but I don't really think I can
It's just part of my nature I never cracked, I never ran
The world was falling on me when my back was in a jam
I always kept on fighting, that's exactly who I am
And this is who I am, no way that I can change it
I'm buckwild, stupid, and dangerous
My best friends are not strangers
These are the motherfuckers I hang with
We speak the same language
And I ain't saying French, English, or Spanish, or Spanglish
I mean pain and anguish, this cocaine slanging bang-bang shit
MAC-11s that we aim with
In other words, I'm rolling with the same clique I came with
I'm the sameness and fuck being famous
Fame dreams are for groupies
I'm a real-life gangster that you ain't seen in the movies
What I mean is I'm truly off the hook
Like a phone in a nursing home, homie I'm that Boston crook

[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
I damage tracks, so listeners always ran it back
Always with a half-ounce stuffed into a sandwich bag
I kill it quickly and always keeping the realest with me
Stealing all the fucking insulin from Wilford Brimley
“Diabetes,” rappers could never beat us
I been spitting shit like this since I was just a fucking fetus
Keep your chick with me as long as she give dome
Rolling up the Diesel, I'm burning like Jim Rome
bitch!

[Verse 4: Slaine]
Yeah, standing here's a man with the past, the inspiration
For the kids on the corner, but still got the laugh of a mental patient
The infiltration of the game
Born from a central hatred of fame
A pencil shaking with pain
An injured stake in the claim from the wrath I became
My paragaph's insane, are futuristic pictures of the past from which I came
And this is Slaine with a shotty in the hooptie son
My whole career's a robbery that they could never scoop me from

[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Take me home now bitch
(Take me home)
Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
(Take me home)
Lanes 'cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
(Take me home)
Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch

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