Whatever I Like - Chris Webby

Webby back up in this bitch, running at the fucking lip

Proud to be American?

Huh, yo fuck the government

The president ain’t doing shit

And everybody knows, a fucking country is controlled by corporations, CEO’s

Tell me how they locking people up for 20 bags of 'dro

The people making laws the biggest criminals on the globe

Feeling is different now that I’m old enough to see right through the media

And search to find the truth through all the bullshit that they feeding us

Kids today are learning what they know from Wikipedia

And take whatever pills the fucking doctor says you need in ya

Generation RX, now I’m fucking dependent

On attention medications cause I’ve been on em since I was seven

Now we need Adderall to wake up, an Ambien to sleep

Vicodin to ease the pain and steroids if you’re feeling weak

And everybody on the street is on their phones like they don’t give a damn

And kids are learning social skills from Facebook and Instagram

So I light up a doobie and exhale, blowing smoke up in the sky

While I’m looking at chemtrails

With grimy politicians and twisted Mayan predictions

I’m like fuck it, let me just enjoy my time while I’m living

The shit is got me saying

I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like me

You’ll never find another motherfucker like me

Somebody stepping to the kid is unlikely, so bite me

I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)

With these words that I write (with these words that I write)

Soon as I pick up a mic (soon as I pick up a mic)

I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)

Bitch I do whatever I like

I’m so fly my attitude will take you to a cruising altitude

Of a view that will show you how a falcon moves

I got no rules I’m not prohibited or limited

Excuse me if I’m offending you, suck my dick my people is feelin' it

Feminine feelings about my opinions just let me know that I’ll be scarier

Free style equal free speech;

I thought this was America

America, home of the free, land of the brave

I’m at home on the stage, I fuck your head up

Like trying to run a comb through the braids

A dog in the rap game and still ain’t got no bone thrown in my cage

A fucking immature juvenile, only thing wrong is my age

And you won’t sit you’ll see sick like the boat rocking on waves

And honestly I gotta be a paranoid

Cause I watch my iPhone but I feel like my iPhone is watching me

I’m in a whirl-wind, I wonder where the world went

Cause that motherfucker can help you find me faster than my girl can

And this world is fucking up, this world is fucking us

Technology fucked us up, and Siri you’re a fucking slut

The way this world turning is beyond me

Between the economy, astrology, and bath salt zombies, I’m like

I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like me

You’ll never find another motherfucker like me

Somebody stepping to the kid is unlikely, so bite me

I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)

With these words that I write (with these words that I write)

Soon as I pick up a mic (soon as I pick up a mic)

I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)

Bitch I do whatever I like