Extreme
Cumstain
[Verse 1]
Bob

General Store Bob on the Mic, oh this girl too tight, Oh wait she’s just right, SIKE. Oh she’s wetter than Aquaboy and the Clark Kent, all right. She bite that lip and she want to fly my kite, she haven’t even rode my bike. I make her coochie creamie and she suck my bannana, it’s so leany. I then put on the beanie and go to watch Disney. Why did Mickey leave Minnie, because she was fucking Goofy. I been watching that hentai alright, I’ve been sexting Sookie all night. I pulled out like a Crew Cut, I made sure she didn’t suck. I know she a slut. I am such a crook, stealing beats like a duke, yo my rhymes want to make me puke. I know she looked shook in the brook like she came from a fairy book. Extreme and me know what it mean, BBC is a little mean, I pull out the soup can and get a bean, y'all don’t know what I seen. Invest in the all new bean machine. I ask her if she want off that thong, Nah, gonna smash like that King Kong. I’m Boutta hit the bong, the pipe was at least 10 feet long. She start arguing, I say she wrong. Eager Eager pumpkin eater, Her teeth looking like a beaver. I am such a worker, she might as well call me a heaver. She better suck my wiener. The house never looked cleaner, might as well drink that counter cleaner

[Verse 2]
Extreme

Yo it’s Extreme on the beat, I’m gonna beat your meat, so y'all should better take a seat, while I’m sucking on the Concrete, God I hate the smell of feet, I look like a ghost with a sheet. She never said no so it’s all ok, I may seem bi but I’m not gay, I really be livin' up in the bay, I’m boutta come crashing down like D-Day. I’ll never forgive the Japanese, but they can really squeeze
My knees so I give them Monies. I rap on the track with some crack, she sucked my sack, I told her I’ll never be back. I then lay down some beats, I’m gangster in the streets, Homeboy in the Sheets, I never liked the creeps or the sneaks. Birds have beaks, I have meat, they coming on me, I then give her honey for some money

[Verse 3]
Bob on drugs

He passed the mic too fast, it felt like the flash. She called me a spaz, I throw her like glass. I pop her neck, she go limp, I go aww feck, I’m not a simp, They better not think I’m a chimp, or else I eat you like mantis shrimp. Eat you like a Haribo bear that's what I call tasty, Better not tell Swae Lee, full verse is too much, I tell him to get Brunch. Eminem in the studio dissing machine guns while I got my Teddy Bear and my phineas and Ferb reruns. Ok too much celebrity talk time for Corona, honestly I just need a sauna. I’m too close to Nirvana, I go under the hibana in Havana. I am sick of Quarantine, I just need my bean, almost sixteen, now that’s obscene. My hands are a machine, All I need is the cream, To make my auxillary research submarine, I got my team, to work on this stupid thing. Wait, I got a call from the IRS, they want to take the kids, it’s like a game of chess, but the law forbids. I got a lot jizz, It’s just part of the biz, I’m gonna load my gun, you better run kids, The schools are shut down, but the kids aren’t put down, they better give me the crown, for being the best in town. The kids are at the playground, parents aren’t around, slaughter starts at the ground. You just love the sound. Alright little kids, welcome to pound town. All I’m saying is that I really want my kids, Karen, please, I’m begging, I just want them for a weekend

[Verse 4]
Bob
Alright enough of that, gotta say I give the pat. But he don’t even have a rack, I gotta say it made me crack, pretty good so gave a slap, but that was only a tap, his hits aren’t worth crap, might as well give some criticism, He sounds like he has autism, he makes me want to switch to atheism, his mouth is a biochemical mechanism, I’m gonna make him choke on this prism. Ya better cry or else ya gonna convert to catholicism. Bob just laid down the beef, store manager and 3 time winning chief , I found this thief and we making this beat, because who likes concrete, no we’re soft like sheep, So this is something you want to keep, because this segment is too long for it to be cheap. Don’t need to hear a peep, don’t want to see a creep, or else I’m gonna weep, and no need for it to seep. I really want some sleep, girlfriend sent some nice pics of her and the cat, I really need a baseball bat, to beat down this bobcat, it keeps eating my bath mat, it might as well be a alley cat, sounds like a female aristocrat. The hierarchy placed me under arrest, for being so clever, it looking like a crow’s nest, and nobody can pass me up whatsoever, not anyone can be better, in my own supreme sweater. They trying to beat the record, but no one can see what they scored. They flip the chessboard like a keyboard, all they get is ignored, not even a reward. And then I start speeding up, freestyling to make the check, I really just flipped the deck, I just showed em Josh Peck, The game is neck to neck, I make more than a Cashier’s check, man looking like redneck, chaos in the building can’t even get my paycheck. Just told my ma to wait a sec, baked like a mad czech, saying darn it all to heck, he looking like a wreck. And then I end it off with Cumstain, Cumstain, Cumstain, Yea!