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At It Again

At It Again lyrics by Chris Webby. Let me set it off cause it's going down Now I said it, killing beats so producers look around for a medic I'm the reason...

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At It Again

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Let me set it off cause it's going down

Now I said it, killing beats so producers look around for a medic

I'm the reason casey anthony go off without a sentence (I did it)

Plus I'm the reason snooki got pregnant

Hustle these others cause these fuckers are under my league

They just mad that everyone this summer is bumpin' to me

Jugular punch I'm just like the wwe

Pulling off the rubber and I'll come in your mother for free

Shout to the workaholics cause I'm a wizard

Drinking liquor till I got my fucking head in a pisser

Puking up my chicken dinner and a piece of my liver

And without brushing my teeth I'm making out with your sister, huh

Cause webby don't brawl or fight fair

That's why they're falling off like walter white's hair

Haunt your nightmares I'm givin them cold sweats

I'm at it again, now let the story progress!

See, webby in the booth then I'm at it again

All I need it's a fucking pad and a pen

I said I'm at it again

Everybody go ahead of your friends

And let the mutant ninja rapper begin

Said I'm at it again

Super villain coming back at the end

I'm on top now, I'm laughing at them

I said I'm at it again

I'm at it again, I'm at it again

I'm at it again, again, again

You see, I'm running for title

They running for class president

Burn every last remnant, up in the lab getting in

Pick up the pad, letter it, don't need no swag etiquette

Connecticut, get ready and never give my rap sedative

Foul mouth, mother fucker, better learn to deal with it

Banging tilla tequila, then blow a load on mila's tits

Pull up to your grandmother's house and I make her feel my dick

Milf hunter bitch, I'm as sick as they get

I'll be sipping on my bottle, in a room at the ritz

With a cougar and shit, holding up a doobie and piff

I don't need no blood test just to prove that I'm sick

I'm fucking loony see me howling at a lunar eclipse

Wolfman like del torro, body bigger than goro

Finish me? My combat styles are mortal

Always rolling deep, bitch better bring a snorkel

Hungry for the money, and I gotta have a fork-full

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