Lyrics Chris Webby – Rookie Of The Year

It’s been a long time
Long time
It’s been a long time
Been a long time comin’

Baby I’ve been speaking my mind
Since Ocarina of Time
Dropped on Nintendo 64 but steadily on my grind
I’ve been building my kingdom
A couple G’s at a time
‘Till I cop a villa sitting on a beach with a dime

Sour D and some wine
That why my livin’ is right
Until then, get up out of my way or you’ll be dinner tonight
There were days I wanted to quit
And live a simpler life
But then the beat in my head BANGS
And I pick up that mic

Yeah I represent for that nerd life
And I been a monster you hear right
When the moons out, I’m a werewolf
So you better go get them search lights
Got a mean bark, and a firm bite
And a weed spark, and like errnight
I been on my mission so now I am taking the title like it is my birth right

I deserve my time with that fuckin’ rock
To go juggernaut, flip it up a notch
I got no brakes, and I’m runnin’ stops, (Tires screech)
So get out my way or get fuckin’ squashed
I’m a grown man, with a cup of scotch
Puffin’ pop, with southern rock

See I got the sauce motherfucker
I ain’t perfect but I, work with my flaws motherfucker
I’ma king up in a
World full of pawn motherfuckers
An artist to the end
Bob Ross motherfucker

I’m just warmin’ up
And they label me a veteran
Rookie of the year
When I started I was peddalin’
These CD’s out my truck
Speakers louder than a elephant
It’s been a long time
(Long time)

Okay
I’m just warmin’ up
And they label me a veteran
Rookie of the year
When I started I was peddalin’
These CD’s out my truck
Speakers louder than a elephant
It’s been a long time
It’s been a long time
Comin’

I’m a mix of Ferris Bueller, with a little Garry Cooper
As I’m researchin’ conspiracy theories on my computer
Glasses on like Uncle Jr
Droppin’ shit for my consumers
With a cougar who can tutor on Kama Sutra maneuvers
Fuck the Romans, I’m a super human, music spewing veteran
Megazord assembling, Timberlands and a letterman

I’m colder than the set of The Revenant, when I get it in
Settlin’, perfect specimen, let me in
2009 and I’m still that shit
Get on stage and I kill that shit
If your a little bit literate literally you can feel that shit
And that’s brick by brick
No manual, no plan at all, I had to build that shit
(Had to build that shit)
But I’m an animal, I kept standing tall, and I did that shit

On top, like bald spots
Make jaws drop, no bad business
Got the formula, in my palm watch
You think I’m cheatin’ on math quizzes
And that crosswalk, all my dogs barkin’ at mad bitches
‘Till my heart stops, got no soft spot for these rap critics
I’m back in it

And I still got my entree coming
Young baller, out Connecticut like Andre Drumming
Feel that typhoon comin’, when that white dude dunkin’
Guarantee you might lose somethin’

I’m just warmin’ up
And they label me a veteran
Rookie of the year
When I started I was peddalin’
These CD’s out my truck
Speakers louder than a elephant
It’s been a long time
(Long time)

Okay
I’m just warmin’ up
And they label me a veteran
Rookie of the year
When I started I was peddalin’
These CD’s out my truck
Speakers louder than a elephant
It’s been a long time
It’s been a long time
Comin’

I’m just warmin’ up
And they label me a veteran
Rookie of the the year
When I started I was peddalin’
These CD’s out my truck
Speakers louder than a elephant
Yeah