Chris Webby - Stand Out lyrics

[Verse One: Danimal Lector] b**h, you know my M.O Behind bars like I'm on d**h row And I got the best dro from the west coast Even though CT is what I rep, ho So lets go, Mr. Potty Mouth with the fresh flow, I guess so Stomach full of french toast, some egg rolls, and Benzo's I don't get low, I stay high, say hi, then wave bye Stage dive, then run through the crowd with a chainsaw screaming "Gay Pride!" Cut you f*ggots in half, label it a hate crime At age nine, I put a steak knife through this cat, but he still had eight lives I'm not afraid to die, I was made to survive, devil with an angels eyes You're stuck wondering why your ankles are tied, wasting time Crazy mind, insane rhymes, give you both I'm huge as Hulk, turn crews to pulp You're just plain stupid, I'm stupid dope Body full of brews and smoke, juice 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 sh** dot com, backslash you's a ho [Hook: Chris Webby] Cause I'm just trying to live my life And sh**, I'm doing it however I like I've been standing on the edge for a minute now Kept myself from lookin' down, tell myself I'll be alright I don't give a f** if you like me, step into my Nikes I'm always gonna hold my ground Never fitting in with a crowd, through the ups and the downs I'm the man now, so why sit down when I can stand out? [Verse Two: Chris Webby] Oo, there goes Chris again, don't know what dimension I'm livin' in Ever since I can remember, I was always standing out, f** fittin' in With my fitted rim and my pants low, looking for a chick I can stick it in Popped a few pills, now I'm feelin' 'em Said I wouldn't, but I ain't got no self discipline So f** it, I'm wildin' out on these ho-bags Leave toe tags, on any instrumental and my murder weapons that note pad Always on the road like a nomad, feelin' like I'm really gonna go mad And sh**, even Malcolm in the Middle's father broke bad Now it's time for the Megazord, fully charged up and I'm ready for All thats in front of me, puffing a blunt or three 'Til my brain can't take anymore Ask Betty Ford I've relapsed, I roll that, repeat that With yo' girl, I lean back, while she's on her kneecaps I'm crazy, I've lost it, stand back from the what the rest of the game do Throwing punches even quicker than Bane, one shot to the brain, never came to I'm Shun Zhu, you're a shi-zu I'm a Great Dane, with no chain, you should run Cause this dog will have it's day even if I gotta face you [Hook: Chris Webby] Cause I'm just trying to live my life And sh**, I'm doing it however I like I've been standing on the edge for a minute now Kept myself from lookin' down, tell myself I'll be alright I don't give a f** if you like me, step into my Nikes I'm always gonna hold my ground Never fitting in with a crowd, through the ups and the downs I'm the man now, so why sit down when I can stand out?