Say that's fer sher, 
And that's fer sher. 
That's fer sher, 
What? That's fer sher. 
 [bad word]  
I'm a beast, 
That's fer sher. 
Kill a beat, 
That's fer sher. 
Spittin' heat, 
Cause you know I play for keeps. 
That's fer sher. 
Rap nice, 
That's fer sher. 
Plus I'm white, 
That's fer sher. 
Just gimme the mic, 
I'ma kill it, [bad word] right, 
That's fer sher. 

[Verse 1] 
I'm a punch line prodigy, 
Dope? Yo, I gotta be. 
Spit it and flip it and get 'em jumpin' like a wallaby. 
But ain't no Rocco's Modern Life, 
Still these kids are watchin' me. 
Sicker than pathology, 
I'll vomit on you probably. 
Keep rhythm like Tommy Lee! 
Now tell me who's stoppin' me! 
So everybody stand up, get them hands up like a robbery! 
I'm a [bad word]  
Bangin' [bad word] condom free! 
Chuggin' bottles till I'm more [bad word] up than the economy! 
Mic check, one two, one two, 
Three four five six seven eight nine, 
I generate rhymes on eleven state lines. 
Spit so sharp, I could penetrate spines. 
I rap fer sher, with a bag of the herb, 
Yes sir, I'm serving actual words. 
And I rap from the curb to my pad in the burbs, 
I'm a bull moving up from the back of the herd. 
 [bad word]  
I'm a beast, 
That's fer sher. 
Kill a beat, 
That's fer sher. 
Spittin' heat, 
Cause you know I play for keeps. 
That's fer sher. 
Rap nice, 
That's fer sher. 
Plus I'm white, 
That's fer sher. 
Just gimme the mic, 
I'ma kill it, [bad word] right, 
That's fer sher. 

[Verse 2] 
Say that's fer sher, 
When [bad word] and show up right at your door, 
Smack your jaw, 
Got you drinkin' dinner through a plastic straw. 
Rap it raw, speak it hard, 
Captain just put me in charge. 
I'ma treat 'em like astronomers, 
They'll be seein' stars. 
rap flow, I'll take your chick and bend her back over, 
Cause I hit more [bad word] than abusive cat owners. 
Never catch my [bad word] sober, I'm always passed out. 
And yeah, your girl's a dime? Well mine's a half ounce. 
I hear the track bounce, rip it when I speak slow. 
I'm just a wild boy, you could call me Steve-O. 
With a mean flow, rockin' my jeans low, 
Reppin' the burbs to the fullest, that's where I be, bro. 
I'm just a dog, I shop at PetCo, see? 
I'm just a crazy [bad word] white boy [bad word] 
I could murder rock 'n' roll to a techno beat, 
With a weed sack stickier than a gecko's feet. 
Gee, girlies can't help themselves, lookin' at the kid, 
Cause I'm so [bad word] hot they gotta put me in the fridge. 
You heard? That's my word. 
Chris Webby be the illest [bad word] in the burbs, 
And yes that is fer sher! 
 [bad word]  
I'm a beast, 
That's fer sher. 
Kill a beat, 
That's fer sher. 
Spittin' heat, 
Cause you know I play for keeps. 
That's fer sher. 
Rap nice, 
That's fer sher. 
Plus I'm white, 
That's fer sher. 
Just gimme the mic, 
I'ma kill it, [bad word] right, 
That's fer sher. 

Yeah! 
It's Chris Webby, 
And that's fer sher. 
Oh-Nine, 
I'm in this [bad word]  
Yeah!