J.R. Writer
Extermination
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
N***as 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 n***as say my name

It way effrained time to bring the major pain
A n***a couldn't hang wit me if he was david blain
Unless he plain insane, n***a stay the fuck around
Iwill a-town you, turb you upside down
My n***as born to win, you n***as takin sin
Who gives a fuck i give it up like an audience
WRITER!