Stand Out - Chris Webby, D. Lector

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