Rookie Of The Year - Chris Webby

It’s been a long time

Long time

It’s been a long time

Been a long time comin'

Baby, I’ve been speaking my mind

Since Ocarina of Time

Dropped on Nintendo 64 but steadily on my grind

I’ve been building my kingdom, a couple G’s at a time

'Til I cop a villa sittin' on a beach with a dime

Sour D and some wine, that’s when my livin' is right

Until then, get up out of my way or you’ll be dinner tonight

There were days I wanted to quit and live a simpler life

But then the beat in my head bangs and I pick up that mic

Yeah, I represent for that nerd life

And I been a monster, you heard right

When the moons out, I’m a werewolf

So you better go get them search lights

Got a mean bark, and a firm bite

And a weed spark, and like errnight

I been on my mission so now I am takin' the title like it is my birth right

I deserve my time with that fuckin' rock

To go juggernaut, flip it up a notch

I got no brakes, and I’m runnin' stops (Tires screech)

So get out my way or get fuckin' squashed

I’m a grown man, with a cup of scotch

Puffin' pot, with southern rock

With a hippie chick, that fucks a lot

And lovin’s what I got, (What I got)

See I got the sauce motherfucker

I ain’t perfect but I work with my flaws, motherfucker

I’ma king up in a world full of pawn motherfuckers

An artist to the end, Bob Ross, motherfucker

I’m just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CD’s out my trunk, speakers louder than a elephant

It’s been a long time, long time

Okay, I’m just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CD’s out my trunk, speakers louder than a elephant

It’s been a long time, It’s been a long time comin'

I’m a mix of Ferris Bueller, with a little Garry Cooper

As I’m researchin' conspiracy theories on my computer

Glasses on like Uncle Jr droppin' shit for my consumers

With a cougar who can tutor on Kama Sutra maneuvers

Fuck the rumors, I’m a super human, music spewin' veteran

Megazord assemblin', Timberlands and a letterman

I’m colder than the set of The Revenant, when I get it in

Settlin', perfect specimen, let me in

2009 and I’m still that shit

Get on stage and I kill that shit

If your a little bit literate, literally you can feel that shit

And that’s brick by brick

No manual, no plan at all, I had to build that shit (Had to build that shit)

But I’m an animal, I kept standing tall, and I did that shit

On top, like bald spots

Make jaws drop, no bad business

Got the formula, in my palm watch

You think I’m cheatin' on math quizzes

And that crosswalk, all my dogs barkin' at mad bitches

'Til my heart stops, got no soft spot for these rap critics, I’m back in it

And I still got my entree comin'

Young baller, out Connecticut like Andre Drummond

Feel that typhoon comin', when that white dude dunkin'

Guarantee you might lose somethin'

I’m just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CD’s out my trunk, speakers louder than a elephant

It’s been a long time, long time

Okay, I’m just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CD’s out my trunk, speakers louder than a elephant

It’s been a long time, It’s been a long time comin'

I’m just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CD’s out my trunk, speakers louder than a elephant

Yeah