Chris Webby - Stop Me Shinin' Lyrics
(feat. Sam Davies)Ea, it's Chris Webby. Yup, CT where you at?Check, y'all mother *****ers can hate all the ***** you want.You can't stop me from shinin'. Ha. Yea.[Verse 1:]You can't stop my shinin', drop fly rhymin'And all day for love of hip hop I'm grindin'Grindin' grindin', make sparks and blind emNow throw that beat in like it was said so by SimonI'm in, tougher than a double black diamondHofstra's Mufasa, watch out for the lionI'm just a dog like Bryan, GriffinTry and, listen I am, ChristianGraduated out of a prepped out academyLeapt out, instead of a step out done graduallyThat'll be the day I always used to thinkBack having braces and only juice to drinkMy mom's a math teacher my dad plays guitarMy dog's a Bichon, so I can't act hardOnly child in the bunch, I been told I'll go mad farFifth grade I said, "Mom I wanna be a rap star! "And the whole family was taken abackEmbracing rap? Is he seriously taking the pathAfter a few years of practice I just played em a trackAnd now their all dead convinced I'll be famous in fact, cause[Chorus x2: Samantha Davies]Cause you could try to stop me shinin'Or try to hold me downBut I'm a have to keep on grindin'[Verse 2:]Every single day I shine *****, rhyme sickI spit, till I can't breathe some one give me the HeimlichMy waves are seismic, got fly chicks on my dickAs time ticks, I spit it so hot I change climatesCause I'm just a crazy white boy with mad talentA Libra believe dog I'm a stay balancedWith a gallon of liquor within my bladderGet higher than six ladders, and rock shows like Mic JaggerBadder than anybody that you've ever seenRollin' up that ever green, since way before seventeenGot a clever scheme, and I hit em with track powerWritin' lyrics stayin' up all night like Jack BauerI act louder, and way more belligerentGot that keg on tap till I'm killin' itLayin' down the rules like a syllabusSpeaking in gibberishTearing shit down more than a little bitCause I, have the flow and have the rhythmThat's why shit is coming together like magnetismThis cat is spittin', separating fact from fictionMurdering the crowd with every single rap I've written (I'm nice!)[Chorus][Verse 3:]I ain't a thug from the hood but can't stop my shinin'So shoot me nine times gettin' rich, I'll die tryin'And then I'll know that you hearin' itCause I won't stop till I'm on top like dessert in the food pyramidPeriod, I'm clever with withCause if Winnie's the Pooh, then Webby's the shitWhite boy murders tracks, leave em restin' in peaceSo I'm a let Sam kill it for the rest of the beat, peace (I'm out)
