Extermination - Hell Rell, Jr Writer, Hell Rell, Jr Writer

This ain’t a fair match, you can’t compare crack

To all that whack in my ears that shit is earwax

I air cats, u headin rite into a beartrap

Find me, even nike now i wil air max

Leave em squared flat, ain’t nothin hot about it

Niggas 30 years old, still ain’t drop an album

Wildin, in the pave, im to bright to shade

Im hot, this ain’t wavy, its microwave

So behave cuz today i ain’t playin games

And i dnt play the name game, and niggas say my name

It way effrained time to bring the major pain

A nigga couldn’t hang wit me if he was david blain

Unless he plain insane, nigga stay the fuck around

Iwill a-town you, turb you upside down

My niggas born to win, you niggas takin sin

Who gives a fuck i give it up like an audience

WRITER!