Solitaire
Chris Webby Lyrics


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Why is everyone afraid of me?
I get it, I'm fuckin' crazy B
And lyrically superior to most my peers
So now no one wants to play with me
I'm just sitting in my sandbox, all alone, patiently, yellin' out
Please! When is hip-hop coming back on the scene?
When is real shit gonna be showin' up on my screen?
Why these wack little kids out thinkin' they the king?
I've been in these gladiator pits workin' on my swing
Call me Maximus, on every track I bust
You just ain't quick enough on the draw, ain't fast enough
To spar with Godzilla, you don't have the guts
And just the think, these the cats that used to laugh at us
And call me, a fucking loser 'cause I sat on my computer
Just playing Command and Conquer, now I have conquered the future
So keep on spreadin' rumors and keep on thinking you cooler
But you're neutered, no balls at all comin' through ya better run
Listen, I'ma count to six, before I break 'em down like I got an ounce to flip
I'll crush your motherfuckin' skull like the mountain bitch
And put it in a song, let the people bounce to this
I'm bringing you that sound you missed, that lyrical flow
All that shit that you don't hear anymore (yeah)
And know Webby goin' sick a lot, ammunition box full of fifty shots
And got a couple torpedoes for all these Little Yachts
They scared of me like I'm tucking a sawed-off
They know that if they steppin' up they'll be in my Raw Thoughts
Fuck it, I'm raw dog
Pause
All I'm saying's I don't give a fuck
I'll be comin' at all y'all
That Molotov flow, I'ma scorch the ground
I tore shit down and torched them, now all around
They bow to their new king as I wore the crown
They can't ignore the sounds, I'm a warrior now
And I'ma call 'em out (Why?)
'Cause fuck 'em, that's why (oh)
The shit that y'all been bumping is some fuckin' trash
I will not stand and watch as my love of rap dies
So I guess I gotta be the motherfuckin' bad guy

But I wish I had some friends in this game and shit (yeah)
I got 'em all scared by the flames I spit, and claims I make
They thinkin' that I'm dangerous
So now, nobody ever wanna play with Chris
Which is fine, I'm an only child anyway
This is how it's always been, live it everyday
They see the look up in my eyes and they get afraid
So I'm all by myself here as I play
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Motherfuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know
(Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself)
Like it's motherfuckin' solitaire (yeah)
They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know
(Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself)

If rap was a video game, you'd play on G-Eazy
Me, I'm G, expert mode, please believe me (ha)
Steezy, put this shit down for CT
I can't leave rap alone, the game needs me (yeah)
I am the mic, the microphone killa
You got no chance, like fist fightin' gorillas
And since Mac Miller unfollowed me on Twitter
I've been a little bitter, but kept on getting bigger
While the game ignored me I've been sippin' 40's (yeah)
Smokin' hella weed, watching Rick and Morty (yeah)
Focused on my dream 'til that shit was morphing
Into the real thing, now I live my story
Chris was born to rule so I'll ride out the storm of whackness (whack)
Which is now the societal norm
I'm so fuckin' good at my job, I don't try anymore (yeah)
It's autopilot when I go and grab the mic and record (yeah)
The shit you couldn't buy in the store, indeed I flow
An animal, follow my name with E-I-O
Like Old MacDonald, try to follow as I speak I know
I'm crazy, la vida loca, fee fie foe fum
You're done when I come through to take your head
And grind your bones into dust just to make my bread
With bacon, egg, and cheese, shit I'm stayin' fed
And killing everything until the fuckin' day I'm dead
Tryna bring that fire back, my time is gonna be
Right now, shit, I see it right in front of me
But I'm also watching hip-hop decline and wondering
How these other lyricists could stand by so comfortably (how?)
As the shit we grew up on dissolves, devolves
To what we got now, mumble rap, top of the charts
No more skill, no more soul, and no more bars
No respect for the OG's who started it all (what the fuck?)

It's almost like if you know how to rap, than it's whack to these kids
All they care about is swagger and cash
And the tats on your face and the likes on your post
Ain't no passion for the craft, all hype, it's a joke
But I'll have the last laugh, 'cause I'm bound to be
A legend of the new school you're about to see
Why everybody running full speed down the street
'Cause they scared to throw it down with me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's like I'm playing fuckin' solitaire
They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know
(Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself)
Like it's motherfuckin' solitaire
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)




They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know (I know)
(Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself)

Overall Meaning

In Chris Webby's song Solitaire, he expresses frustration over the state of the hip-hop industry and the lack of respect for true lyrical talent. He begins by questioning why everyone is afraid of him and acknowledging that people might think he's crazy. He also recognizes his own superiority in terms of his lyricism, which makes others uninterested in collaborating with him. He feels isolated, alone in his sandbox, waiting for real hip-hop to make a comeback. Webby then takes a shot at the current generation of rappers, who he feels are lacking in talent and integrity. He compares himself to Maximus in the Gladiator pits, honing his skills and waiting for the opportunity to show his strength.


Webby also acknowledges his desire for friendships in the industry but recognizes that his abilities have caused people to be scared of him. He remembers always being alone, and it's a state of being he's gotten used to. He feels like he's playing solitaire, where nobody wants to play with him because they are afraid of him. The song ends with Webby acknowledging that he doesn't need any help and that he will continue to do what he does without any collaboration.


Overall, Solitaire is a song that emphasizes Webby's incredible lyrical talent and unique style. He calls out the industry for not focusing enough on true talent and integrity and acknowledges that even he feels isolated in a sea of performers with little talent.


Line by Line Meaning

Why is everyone afraid of me?
Chris is wondering why other rappers are scared of him.


I get it, I'm fuckin' crazy B
He acknowledges that he's considered crazy.


And lyrically superior to most my peers
He believes that he's a better rapper than others.


So now no one wants to play with me
Because of his skill, other rappers don't want to compete with him.


I'm just sitting in my sandbox, all alone, patiently, yellin' out Please!
Despite his loneliness, he is still waiting for hip-hop music to get better.


When is hip-hop coming back on the scene? When is real shit gonna be showin' up on my screen?
He is yearning for the return of hip-hop music that is meaningful and authentic.


Why these wack little kids out thinkin' they the king?
He questions why less skilled rappers are acting like they are the best in the game.


I've been in these gladiator pits workin' on my swing
He has been working hard to improve his rap skills.


Call me Maximus, on every track I bust
Comparing himself to the character Maximus in the movie Gladiator, Chris is fierce and unstoppable when rapping on every track.


You just ain't quick enough on the draw, ain't fast enough To spar with Godzilla, you don't have the guts
Other rappers are not quick or confident enough to compete against Chris in a rap battle.


And just the think, these the cats that used to laugh at us And call me, a fucking loser 'cause I sat on my computer
Those who used to mock Chris for being a computer geek are now fearful of him.


Just playing Command and Conquer, now I have conquered the future
Chris's pastime as a gamer focused on strategy and conquest helped him to become successful in the rap industry.


So keep on spreadin' rumors and keep on thinking you cooler But you're neutered, no balls at all comin' through ya better run
He challenges those who spread rumors, accusing them of being cowardly and lacking confidence.


Listen, I'ma count to six, before I break 'em down like I got an ounce to flip
Chris warns that he will crush his opponents with ease.


I'll crush your motherfuckin' skull like the mountain bitch
He uses a gruesome analogy to describe how easy it is for him to win rap battles.


I'm bringing you that sound you missed, that lyrical flow All that shit that you don't hear anymore
Chris is bringing back the style of authentic lyrical rap that has been lost in current hip-hop music.


And know Webby goin' sick a lot, ammunition box full of fifty shots And got a couple torpedoes for all these Little Yachts
Chris is confident in his skills and has plenty of ammunition to take on less-skilled rappers.


They scared of me like I'm tucking a sawed-off They know that if they steppin' up they'll be in my Raw Thoughts
Others are afraid to go up against Chris in a rap battle because he has raw thoughts and is not afraid to speak his mind.


Fuck it, I'm raw dog Pause All I'm saying's I don't give a fuck
Chris is unapologetic in his style and doesn't care about what others think of him.


That Molotov flow, I'ma scorch the ground
He describes his verbal flow as a Molotov cocktail that will burn the rap industry to the ground.


And put it in a song, let the people bounce to this I'm bringing you that sound you missed, that lyrical flow
He wants to bring back the style of music that people love and miss, and get them dancing to it.


They can't ignore the sounds, I'm a warrior now And I'ma call 'em out (Why?) 'Cause fuck 'em, that's why (oh)
Chris is confident in his skills and will put other rappers on notice by calling them out.


But I wish I had some friends in this game and shit (yeah) I got 'em all scared by the flames I spit, and claims I make
Chris acknowledges that his talent intimidates other rappers and that he wishes he had more friends in the industry.


They thinkin' that I'm dangerous
Others view Chris as a threat because of his rap skills and fearless attitude.


So now, nobody ever wanna play with Chris
Others are too afraid to compete with Chris in a rap battle.


This is how it's always been, live it everyday
Chris is used to being alone and is resigned to his situation.


Motherfuckin' solitaire
Chris feeling like he's playing solitaire because he is always alone.


If rap was a video game, you'd play on G-Eazy Me, I'm G, expert mode, please believe me (ha)
Chris considers himself to be better than other rappers like G-Eazy and is confident in his skills.


Steezy, put this shit down for CT I can't leave rap alone, the game needs me (yeah)
He is proud to represent Connecticut in the rap industry and feels that he is necessary to keep the industry alive.


I am the mic, the microphone killa You got no chance, like fist fightin' gorillas
Chris is confident in his rap skills and compares the likelihood of beating him in a rap battle to the likelihood of winning a fight against a gorilla.


And since Mac Miller unfollowed me on Twitter I've been a little bitter, but kept on getting bigger
Mac Miller unfollowing Chris on Twitter caused him to feel hurt, but it didn't stop him from becoming more successful.


While the game ignored me I've been sippin' 40's (yeah) Smokin' hella weed, watching Rick and Morty (yeah)
Chris found solace in alcohol and drugs while the rap industry ignored him but also enjoyed the TV series Rick and Morty.


Focused on my dream 'til that shit was morphing Into the real thing, now I live my story
Chris remained focused on his goal of becoming a successful rapper and eventually achieved his dream.


Chris was born to rule so I'll ride out the storm of whackness (whack) Which is now the societal norm
Chris believes he was meant to be a successful rapper and will continue to push through the current lack of authenticity in hip-hop music.


It's autopilot when I go and grab the mic and record (yeah) The shit you couldn't buy in the store, indeed I flow
Chris's rap skills come naturally to him and he produces lyrical content that cannot be purchased.


An animal, follow my name with E-I-O Like Old MacDonald, try to follow as I speak I know
Chris compares himself to the animal sounds in the children's song Old MacDonald, challenging others to try to follow his dexterous rhymes.


You're done when I come through to take your head And grind your bones into dust just to make my bread
Chris depicts himself as a fierce adversary who will easily defeat his opponents and use their remains to sustain himself.


With bacon, egg, and cheese, shit I'm stayin' fed And killing everything until the fuckin' day I'm dead
Chris insists he will continue to improve as a rapper while satisfying his hunger.


Tryna bring that fire back, my time is gonna be Right now, shit, I see it right in front of me
Chris is determined to help bring back authenticity to rap music and feels it is the right time for him to do so.


But I'll have the last laugh, 'cause I'm bound to be A legend of the new school you're about to see
Chris predicts that he will eventually become a legendary rapper and people will remember him for his signature style.


Why everybody running full speed down the street 'Cause they scared to throw it down with me
Chris is so intimidating that others are afraid to compete with him.


It's like I'm playing fuckin' solitaire Like it's motherfuckin' solitaire
Chris repeats that he is always alone, feeling like he is playing a game of solitaire with no one to play with.


They don't wanna play with me, they afraid of me, I know (I know)
Others are scared of Chris's rap skills and are unwilling to compete with him.


(Listen, I don't need no help, I'ma do this shit by myself)
Chris is confident that he can succeed without the help of others.




Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christian Webster

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@RassionellMaddman

NF and Hopsin are similar to one another and webby and em are similar.

The 2 don't mix with the other 2.

NF and hopsin are story-teller rappers AKA poets-first-rappers-second with more rage than narcissism.

Webby and Em are raw narcissistic rappers, dedicated to building rep at any cost stepping on any toes to make themselves not just relevant but supreme in the rap game.

NF and hop are also very different in how they value honesty to their fans, NF highly values it whereas Hop is 'honest about not being honest' and twice has told major lies to fans to build up his hype.



All comments from YouTube:

@CapsFan7878

Damn bro that was a flamethrower .. rap is alive and well... webby is the proof

@RassionellMaddman

WEBBY THE ILLEST IN THE GAME

@odinnorton4609

10 4 preach it

@RassionellMaddman

Second place in terms of 'illest' goes to vinnie paz imo

@thehashsmokems

Big Perm I'm sorry raps dead and webby the defibrillator bring it back to life

@1966v8mustang

My favorite now.

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@Thecloaker_

β€œTo spar with Godzilla you don’t have the guts”
King Kong: noted

@thybrosky2583

"Just to think these the cats that used to laugh at us, and call me a fucking loser cause I sat on my computer just playing command and conquer now I have conquered the future."
I fucking can't yo, this shit is amazing. Thank you for staying true to the reasons I love rap.

@CDXLIV444

This is why I'm here lol. That shit got me too.

@khoisun

If rap was video game, you play on G-Eazy
Me, I'm G-expert mode fosheazy
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