| Song | There Goes The Neighborhood |
| Artist | Chris Webby |
| Album | There Goes the Neighborhood |
| [Verse 1]Yeah, see | |
| I’ve been grinding for a long time man | |
| But I’m here now, there goes the neighborhood | |
| I guess, huh | |
| You see I’m here to save the day with this music | |
| Grinding to the point | |
| I think I’m really gonna loose it | |
| But I won’t lose nothing, | |
| They trying to step to me but shit you think you could do better with it homie | |
| Then go and do something, ah | |
| They trying to tell me | |
| I’m crazy, but shit | |
| I’m crazy good | |
| Step into your city, they sayin’ there goes the neighborhood | |
| The sale signs go up as soon as | |
| I show upThey building bomb shelters cause they know | |
| I’m gonna blow up, ah | |
| Bright future, they say | |
| I’m a ticking time bomb | |
| Until I’m up on | |
| MTV, waving saying hi mom | |
| Grab your video cameras and get your night calms | |
| Making history from the second they flip the lights on | |
| I made it off being business savy and street smart | |
| Who needs a co sign, | |
| I let the beats talk | |
| I don’t need another rapper lending help | |
| Telling listen to some dope cuz shit, | |
| I tell him that myself | |
| I’m just playing what | |
| I’m dealt, shit it’s been a long road | |
| But I got a lot under my belt and | |
| I feltAt times it was a lost cause | |
| But I always got back upon my paws dog | |
| So I know | |
| I’m gonna make it in the long haul | |
| Shit it’s now or never homie, | |
| I cannot stall | |
| So I’m gonna reach out for the stars and | |
| I pray for the best | |
| And that’s how it’s gonna be until the day of my death, word[Hook] | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I’ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say[Verse 2] | |
| This is 12 years in the making, far from immediate | |
| But now it’s time to sink my teeth in it, | |
| I’m on my beastly shit, cause | |
| I’m sick as f*ck | |
| You don’t believe me b*tch, then go ahead and spit that semen on a petri dish | |
| You need sterilizer just to give me dap | |
| Unless you want your immune system attacked, real rap | |
| I’m not doing no duggy, these f*cking idiots should drop the swag and take notes | |
| Cause they can learn something from me | |
| This is all | |
| I do man murder instrumentals | |
| With this fire off the top like sweet tooth in twisted metal | |
| I’m spitting rebel with a cause, deadly with the bars | |
| Underdog since day one, wasn’t expecting your applause | |
| I respect your damn opinion, if you don’t like my music | |
| But if you don’t respect my hustle, then you ain’t paying attention | |
| I pay so many f*cking dudes my wallet’s empty | |
| Ain’t a person here stopping | |
| Webby, motherf*cker[Hook] | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I’ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say.[Verse 3] | |
| F*cking animal, | |
| Webby’s the | |
| Serengeti type | |
| They whipping | |
| Lambos, but | |
| I made it on a pedal bike | |
| Not even Gatorade replenishes electrolytes | |
| I burn, going nuts from the f*cking second | |
| I get the mic | |
| I’m the grittiest grimiest and the wittiest, yeah | |
| Jack the ripper to the beats | |
| I’m getting busy with, yeah | |
| And half these rapper idiots ain’t even literate | |
| I’m battle tested and ready, | |
| Webby a young | |
| OdysseusFire in my eyes and | |
| I hunger for success | |
| I’m hunting for the title, while they hunting for a check, yeah | |
| Wondering what is next, but | |
| I’m going in fists swinging | |
| Till your ears ringing, they don’t expect what this kids bringing | |
| Though if you didn’t notice, so homie just don’t provoke it | |
| I got my state on my shoulders, till | |
| I’m getting scoliosis | |
| Never gonna stop, my life is like the script of vertical limit | |
| Motherf*cker | |
| I’m getting to the top[Hook] | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I’ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it’s what they say. |
| Verse 1 Yeah, see | |
| I' ve been grinding for a long time man | |
| But I' m here now, there goes the neighborhood | |
| I guess, huh | |
| You see I' m here to save the day with this music | |
| Grinding to the point | |
| I think I' m really gonna loose it | |
| But I won' t lose nothing, | |
| They trying to step to me but shit you think you could do better with it homie | |
| Then go and do something, ah | |
| They trying to tell me | |
| I' m crazy, but shit | |
| I' m crazy good | |
| Step into your city, they sayin' there goes the neighborhood | |
| The sale signs go up as soon as | |
| I show upThey building bomb shelters cause they know | |
| I' m gonna blow up, ah | |
| Bright future, they say | |
| I' m a ticking time bomb | |
| Until I' m up on | |
| MTV, waving saying hi mom | |
| Grab your video cameras and get your night calms | |
| Making history from the second they flip the lights on | |
| I made it off being business savy and street smart | |
| Who needs a co sign, | |
| I let the beats talk | |
| I don' t need another rapper lending help | |
| Telling listen to some dope cuz shit, | |
| I tell him that myself | |
| I' m just playing what | |
| I' m dealt, shit it' s been a long road | |
| But I got a lot under my belt and | |
| I feltAt times it was a lost cause | |
| But I always got back upon my paws dog | |
| So I know | |
| I' m gonna make it in the long haul | |
| Shit it' s now or never homie, | |
| I cannot stall | |
| So I' m gonna reach out for the stars and | |
| I pray for the best | |
| And that' s how it' s gonna be until the day of my death, word Hook | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I' ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it' s what they say Verse 2 | |
| This is 12 years in the making, far from immediate | |
| But now it' s time to sink my teeth in it, | |
| I' m on my beastly shit, cause | |
| I' m sick as f ck | |
| You don' t believe me b tch, then go ahead and spit that semen on a petri dish | |
| You need sterilizer just to give me dap | |
| Unless you want your immune system attacked, real rap | |
| I' m not doing no duggy, these f cking idiots should drop the swag and take notes | |
| Cause they can learn something from me | |
| This is all | |
| I do man murder instrumentals | |
| With this fire off the top like sweet tooth in twisted metal | |
| I' m spitting rebel with a cause, deadly with the bars | |
| Underdog since day one, wasn' t expecting your applause | |
| I respect your damn opinion, if you don' t like my music | |
| But if you don' t respect my hustle, then you ain' t paying attention | |
| I pay so many f cking dudes my wallet' s empty | |
| Ain' t a person here stopping | |
| Webby, motherf cker Hook | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I' ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it' s what they say. Verse 3 | |
| F cking animal, | |
| Webby' s the | |
| Serengeti type | |
| They whipping | |
| Lambos, but | |
| I made it on a pedal bike | |
| Not even Gatorade replenishes electrolytes | |
| I burn, going nuts from the f cking second | |
| I get the mic | |
| I' m the grittiest grimiest and the wittiest, yeah | |
| Jack the ripper to the beats | |
| I' m getting busy with, yeah | |
| And half these rapper idiots ain' t even literate | |
| I' m battle tested and ready, | |
| Webby a young | |
| OdysseusFire in my eyes and | |
| I hunger for success | |
| I' m hunting for the title, while they hunting for a check, yeah | |
| Wondering what is next, but | |
| I' m going in fists swinging | |
| Till your ears ringing, they don' t expect what this kids bringing | |
| Though if you didn' t notice, so homie just don' t provoke it | |
| I got my state on my shoulders, till | |
| I' m getting scoliosis | |
| Never gonna stop, my life is like the script of vertical limit | |
| Motherf cker | |
| I' m getting to the top Hook | |
| Just play in, tune in to this music | |
| Have no fear, | |
| I save the day with this music | |
| My city on my back, and | |
| I' ma take it wherever | |
| I goWherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I go, wherever | |
| I goSay hello to the new guy in town | |
| There goes the neighborhood, it' s what they say. |