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Yup, I'm back Round two muthafucka Chris Webby Yo it's the teenage mutant ninja rapper you don't wanna' start bro The combination of Donatello and Leonardo Michelangelo and Raph rolled into one With the knowledge of Master Splinter so Shredder is done (Finish him) Coppin' pizza by the box I'm the creature on the block, no beatin' what I got (nah) And I'm heatin' up the spot The way I rip it on the mic even Jesus gotta watch (ha) Reachin' to the top, battlin' the villains And a court case 'cause they tryna' send me to prison I'm the illest white dude that ya never heard (what) I'm the shit, for lack of a better word (uh) I'm a dog like a boxer or a pug 'Bout to make a splash in the game, got water in the tub And I thought you were a thug But then they scared to battle me 'cause I could squash 'em like a bug (ha) Mixin' 5-hour energy with Hennessy Mind's so fucked up I can't even remember me (uhh) Spit it dope with rhyme, homie I am so defined Rollin' up more joints than a cobra spine I am the master of the metaphors Rip it from Connecticut, Australia to Equador Letras de cancionesSettle scores easy, I do not try I just put one in the air like carbon dioxide (yeah word) I'm Popeye after digestin' a can of spinach I'm handlin' business, say more in a sec than you can in a minute (damn) Animalistic, you cannot attack this One punch make 'em backflip the fuck off the atlas I'm a Tempur-Pedic mattress I'll leave an impression Danny Glover with the lethalest weapon (bang, bang) Come back and I gots'ta get it Joints rolled so big you think a Rasta did it Sippin' on some Jell-O shots with some vodka in it Known for notoriety, I'm Big Papa with it (oh) So now listen up to ya boy Roll one up, kick ya feet up, sit back and enjoy, uh From Letras Mania