Текст песни Stand Out (feat. Chris Webby) - D. Lector feat. Chris Webby

Uh, hi, hello
D-Lector and C-Drevster
Yeah, uh, hey

Bitch you know my M.O
Behind bars like I'm on death row
But I got the best dro from the west coast
Even though C.T. is what I rep ho
So let's go, Mr. Potty Mouth got that fresh flow, I guess so

Stomach full of french toast, some egg rolls and benzos
I don't get low, I stay high, say hi then wave bye
Stage dive then run through the crowd
With a chainsaw screaming gay pride

Cut you faggots in half, label it a hate crime
At age 9, I put a steak knife through
This cat but he still had 8 lives
Not afraid to die, I was made to survive, devil with an angel's eyes
You're stuck wondering why your ankles are tied, wasting time
Crazy mind, insane rhymes, giving you both, I'm huge as Hulk
Turn crews to pulp, you're just plain stupid, I'm stupid dope
Body full of booze and smoke, juice and growth
Even my blood cells look like music notes cause all I know is music yo
I'm usually unusual, so you should probably move it bro

I'm the shit dot com back slash you's a ho

Cause I'm just trying to live my life
And shit I'm doing it however I like
I've been standing on the edge for a minute now
Kept myself from looking down, tell myself I'll be all right
And I could give a fuck if you like me, step into my Nikes
Always gonna hold my ground, never fitting in with the crowd
Through the ups and the downs, I'm the man now
So why sit down when I can stand out

Ooh here goes this again, don't know what dimension I'm living in
Ever since I can remember, I was always standing out, fuck fitting in
With my fitted brim and my pants low
Looking for a chick I can stick it in
Popped a few pills and I'm feeling em
Said I wouldn't but I got no self discipline
So fuck it, I'm wilding out on these ho bags, these co tags
On any instrumental and my murder weapon's that notepad
Always on the road like a nomad, feeling like I'm really gonna go mad
And shit, even Malcolm in the middle's father wrote that

Now it's time for the Megazord, fully charged up and I'm ready for
All that's in front of me, puffing a blunt
Or 3 till my brain can't take anymore
As Betty Orchard I relapsed, I roll that, repeat that
With your girl, I lean back, while she's on her kneecaps
I'm crazy, I've lost it, stand out from the rest of the game do

Throwing punches even quicker than Bane
One shot to the brain, never came to
I'm Sun Tzu, you're a Shih Tzu, I'm a great dane with no chain you
Should run, cause this dog will have his day, even if I gotta face you