Def Jam Vendetta Lyrics – Chris Webby
Singer: Chris Webby
Title: Def Jam Vendetta
You gon’ see a rapper get smacked Def Jam Vendetta
No one better word to my abuela
She’s getting sharp cheddar, mozzarella
Super-powered, supervillain, Super Shredder
Busta Rhymes and I flip mode
Tall Stacks like big show
You want to look at me eye to eye then you best get on your tiptoes
Got sick flows, and I flex wraps, come face off and I’ll bet stacks
Your favorite rapper rubbing that celebrity deathmatch
I’m triple A Charles in your face
Undertaker with a shovel out
Rashiki how my name carry weight
Hardy Boyz how I doubled down
The Rock before you with Wayne Johnson
Raising up with that eyebrow
They’ll vote leave them unconscious
Called a fight when they lie down
To I now to come back herb, feel like I’m living in Space Balls
They hit the ground like rainfall choke slamming, f#ck out of Jake Paul
Got a mask on like mankind, Webby up in his damn prime
So facing off with me right now, you must be out of your damn mind
Got a belt on, tell me how that look
Take a Diamond Dallas Page out of my book
If you want to learn the rap recipe, then I can teach ’em how to cook, look
Weaponize with that raw sound
When I’m aiming, I’m knock ’em all down [shit
Even if you ain’t in my sights, my kids are straight like a dog pound
Going off now like, whoa
You think black ?
Hit him, I hit him I, hit him low
I’m a monster with the flow [oh
Rowdy rowdy give ’em an experience without a body
Right to the hospital lobby
On a stretcher celebrity deathmatch f#ck around your neck snap better go get your best grabs
You ain’t leaving alive in as fact some s*** only n***** like X lacks make it fit
Give me child like a handrail
I was starving can even get rid of scratch had the bounce back lift
The breast that you may catch a n**** down on Fairfax
It’s all Jim Duggan b****. I’m gonna end up pushing n***** buttons please
I had a rabbit in the pieces put them in the oven turn them into stopping thinking n****
Pull up and pull up on me cuz it’s s***** give his on this and dirty dozen 30 in equipment n****
Get the bus and I can drop the gun and we get asked often if you smell what
The Rock is cooking body mean-mugging tell him stop looking at my picture bullet that I’m not good
Give me one reason I shouldn’t, it just one thing
I’m not doing it. We don’t back down in the background 123
I’m pulling the f*** it let’s just have a cage fighter
I jump off the road
It’s date night watches body dropping and Shake lightly and hard
I can’t even save his life
He lost a lot of blood like eight pints is a Def Jam van get a king in the bag leaving
Loud on a stretcher
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