[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!