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[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 fuckin' 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 fuck 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 skill 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, kill 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 fuckin' 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 cocaine, 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 fuckin' doors people. Oh, fuck! [Verse 2: Chris Webby] Kill 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 drugs Never been a day that I gave a fuck, so shut your mouth and tape it up Rollin' in with vitamins, Vicodin, Liquid Nitrogen So much fuckin' weed that I'll probably forget my lines again Uhh, fuck, 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 mothafuckin' word bitch, Webby's back!