Extinguisher -

I’m attacking your captain, Battle raps

Shitting, clogging and calling your plumber

How these old ass niggas newcomers?

I’m coming sunny, mid-summer

Nose runny, gunning like hunters

While tune and jazz gunthers

Fuckboys listening to gangsta records

Now they flex like Bedford

Knowing that I take they wives, Stepford

I’m all about the extras, nigga read all about it

Extra tits, excessive spliffs, clouded, surrounded never grounded

Higher than my curb palace

Wondering lands of lakes with alice

My point is valid when my character is challenged

Looking malice in the face like «bitch you owe me a favor»

Turn my head to karma, fuck it I’ll deal with you later

I’m the exterminator, my eyes low and red like the terminator

Arnold Schwarzenegger perpetrator

Pepper spraying the furthest hater

Nigga my service awaits ya

Wake up and smell the percolator

I’m smoking and blowing gators

Fuck the whole world, I fuck a niggas bitch

I fuck the rap game with my fist til' I get sick of this

Spittin' sick, ripping through visions of written syphilis

He slit his wrist to ink all these verses, blood in my penmanship

Hit or miss, bitch I’m batting like I’m on PED’s

Niggas want to switch they words like baby boy on BET

Young niggas still cruising we’re moving like he’s Eazy- E

Easy spitting ether watchem' freak and leak like Petey-P

Fuck everybody, no love for human ecology

I bomb like I’m Islamic for all the shit you ain’t promise me

Fuck is competition?

Nobody poppin' as hot as me

I’m running shit, several miles ahead and still ain’t stopped to breathe

I don’t need no help, my bitches tell me by myself

Fuck with my niggas from OF, don’t feel nobody else

Still perfecting my rhymes, you niggas chilling on the shelf

Watching my steps, you like my kid I’ll hit you with a belt

I got it covered

I’m on top of that (on top of that)

They pop and live I’m stopping that

Fuck ya' little raps nigga Hip hop is back

Popping straps, stocking caps

Buy some crack

Can’t forget we smoking weed (Bitch a lot of that)

Remember that you’re fucking with the wolf gang

The louder pack

Remember that my niggas gotta eat

We browse your house in fact

In fact we’ll take your spouse and nap with her

Then we’ll bounce her back, nigga

Crazy, I’m crashing shit as fast as

Whatever won’t crash under pressure

I’m blasting til I grab my endeavors

I’m trashing whoever, no obstacle could stop this view on top of you

I lost a screw, my thoughts are loose

I cop the coupe, forgot the roof

I got the flu: think you sick?

I’ll spit a pot of soup

I’m stopping through to give em instructions on what they’re not to do

Nigga’s think they’re into something, really they ain’t got a clue

Racing for my space, gotta slow 'em down like a chop and screw

I’m powering prose, slightly powered his nose

Doped out of control, aura overpower you hoes

How the fuck they still sleeping?

Wake em up to a double barrel

Fuck beef, bitch we biting through the fucking bone marrow

Pedal to the floor, I accelerate through nonsense

Imma snap and I’mma keep it like a quarterback with options

I’m so faded off the sweet, one more please I’ll be unconscious

Shit, I’m dropping, got me poppin

All Star, Western Conference

Bitch, I be hitting the pocket, pockets so deep in my pants

Rock it obese, take a glance swat and flee gon' flee where I stand

You ain’t poppin that, I’m poppin with pumpkin seeds in his hand

Jack-O-Lantern, back for Santa his reindeer breaking antlers

Fuck asking questions, I’m taking answers and women on dates with Prancer

By night you turn rapper to dancer washed up sitting in the hamper

Mildew-filled flows damper like grandmama pampers

Took a piss, that’s on her fishnets, smell like dry fish and sweats

Look at this guy, man hits nets, get high above

Fucking chin-check insects from your shin to your biceps

Money hungry till I’m comfy stuffing duffles with mushroom truffles

I hate life, cause I love the troubles, karma comes in doubles

And I check, stuff the couple all I know is struggle, all I see is rubble

Jumpstart on the ground to the sky like a fucking shuttle

My country looks like a puzzle.

Time’s the limit, get your hustle