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Webba and the crew. W2, all day, ebby day
I'm CWebb, The South Side Spida, The Arachnid Kid, Webbanation X, The Webbaman from South Cacky Lack, chyeah. I'm just some guy from around the way who likes to change his voice in songs to make it sound like other peeps... Greatness
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,456
Peak in subgenre #2,966
Author
CWebb
Rights
Wordz of a Spida 2004/2005
Uploaded
April 15, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Wrote this over a year ago... didn't record it until now. I wanted to "pretend" like I was evil and hated Ja Rule, but I think he's kinda cool... turning into a singer, but I like his stuff. I did most of the editing and shiz with my headphones on, so there's a big difference between that and listening to it without headphones. But then again, ain't it always? :P
Lyrics
CWebb
The Ja Song
Wordz of a Spida/We Invented the Parody
Kaoz Wreckordz
[Intro]
Whyyyyy are you such a bitch..
And 50 thinks your one too
Do I trust you? Ja Rule?
Big Bubba’s in the cell and he wants you
Yeah,yeah, uh, uh huh. Haha, yeah.Im sorry Rule, son... I just had to go and do this one. Who in the buildin? Its real... only guy im feelin is me. Im not gonna see who in the house. It never really mattered, Never eva matters, eva! Its just Webba!... Lookin for all these two faced niggas anyways I aint shoutin nobody... not bronze or Jersey. Hear that!? Get back! Little kid doin big things, you heard me? Its the commentator on that 24 , they call me the Skank Ho, how ya livin? Its that real ish Im talkin. Let me tell yall somethin... this is what you do when you front on Ja Rule
[Chorus]
Its Murda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
He try to preach what he aint and he aint what he preach
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
Smurda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
That boy got problems up the yang
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
[Verse 1]
Holla Holla! So mad with the Half Dolla, Dolla
Fightin round like Simba and Nala
Do you even know what you want? Murda Murda
Sounds like a Pokemon, right? Murda Murda
Irv G-O-T-Ti, Gotti got me
Wonderin if you are truly worthy
Ya bref hot, muskrat lookin
Tutty, fruity, mah fawkin, rap style bookin bitch!
You sit and rep your Murder I.N.C
You should rename that to Murder I.C.U.P
Face it man, back down yo, the inc is whack
In a quick minute, ya’ll wont have time to clap back
Webba see a wanksta
Chokin and cryin
Naw I aint lyin gawd
Yall crack yankaz aint buyin gawd
[Chorus]
Its Murda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
He try to preach what he aint and he aint what he preach
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
Smurda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
That boy got problems up the yang
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
[Verse 2]
Dis is Leo, nah boy its Webba
Open ya eyes punk and maybe you can see better
You ever wonder what mess up ya sight?
Its prolly all that gat damn ‘Blood in yer Eye’
Thangs gon change, but not for you
You done pissed more peeps off than Majin Buu
You got some nerve to call yourself a gangsta
Half Past Dead dont count you wanksta!
Why you a murder relation, violence inducin
G-Unit hatin, street-smart-less nusense
Only thing that make you hot is ya Gotti
Black Child, H. Fatal, 720, and ‘Shanti
If only I can save Ashanti, that beauty queen
I could be her knight in shining armor, or her tiki G
Maybe then finally, someone can show her the light
And I can rain on that girl all damn night
[Chorus]
Its Murda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
He try to preach what he aint and he aint what he preach
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
Smurda! Yall know the routine
That man Ja Rule in charge of things
That boy got problems up the yang
Soundin like the Cookie Monster when he tries to sing
[Verse 3]
Ja, you claim you a gangsta, and Inc is the known junk
So whats Webba gonna be when he blow up. I tell ya
Webba aint neva fail, wouldnt look right in jail
Spidaz dont got no tail but Ja Rule suck with record sales
My life, my life, aint as glamerous as yours
But Im sure that your life is fabolous, you whore
Oh you want more?
Webbanation X gonna smash ya back door, I tell ya again
This is the race against Rule and Rule’s in second place
Stop what’cha do, you cant catch up if you make haste
Your face should be illegal in 48 states
Feuding with those who higher than you is a mistake
Niggaz, touch the sky if the Webb is hot
Bitches, rub ya nips if Ja is not
Cause Im all about murderin murda-rers
Beatin ya ass is in order, now cop and lets go
[Chorus]
Its Murda! Yall
