[Intro] This just in, Connecticut rapper Chris Webby Webster Was finally caught by local authorities earlier this evening He is reportedly being brought up on a number of Assault and battery chargesfor the instrumentals that He hospitalized early this year, he was found in His parents attic where he lives. Haha! What a f**in' loser! More details to come, back to you with the weather Lisa [Verse 1: Chris Webby] I'm a beast on the mic when I speak, when I write Speak to the sight, OZ in the pipe I don't give a f** if my jeans too tight Don't worry bout me, go live your life Just too nice, rock it ill, no auto tune, just lots of sk** Crazy so says Dr. Phil, roll one up and pop a pill Do what I do when I rep for the 2 to the 0 to the 3, I got it dude Never hold back with the words I spew, through my mouth aimed right at you Through and through I'm that, you don't wanna try that Can't see me like your own eyelash, snap on em' like a Venus Flytrap I'm back, best in the burbs, k** the track with the excellent words That I got in my brain, when I drop it insane, top of the game, live and learn Always drop the hottest cause you know that Webby got it Bein' dope isn't a question, it's a f**in' pinky promise I'm crazy, nothin' but straight jackets in my closet Roofyin' myself with Zachary Galifianakis Higher than a rocket orbitin' the rings of Jupiter I'm the psychopathic illegitimate son of Lucifer [Skit] When brought in for questioning Webster was found to have Eight bags of c**aine, 27 ecstasy pills Three ounces of marijuana, 2 illegal pet tiger cubs Four Ninja Turtle action figures And a kidnapped Cambodian prostitute His bail has been set at $2,000,000 dollars and he Oh wait, this just in Chris Webby has escaped?! Oh Jesus, oh god, lock your f**in' doors people. Oh, f**! [Verse 2: Chris Webby] k** anything that I go and do Come at me once and your dead, in the afterlife you'll be 0 and 2 It's fantasy to imagine me in a sober mood Winnings what I chose to do, and I did and now It's game over dude I'm the next white boy just to let you know I grab a hold of the beat and I never let it go That's why they buying a ticket to come to Webby's show So grab a Tampax, I got a heavy flow Do what I does, always buzzed, then say that I don't do d** Never been a day that I gave a f**, so shut your mouth and tape it up Rollin' in with vitamins, Vicodin, Liquid Nitrogen So much f**in' weed that I'll probably forget my lines again Uhh, f**, what was I gettin' at? I've lost my mind, I'm surprised I still have my head attached I get my razor in hand and you know I shred a track So spread the mothaf**in' word b**h, Webby's back!