Huntin' Season

[Verse]

Quarantine is cool I had plans to stay in my bag this summer

Things I gotta prove again .30 caliber magnum hunter

Chip heavy as ever, another challenge I'm back in front of

Niggas get in their feelings and burn they bridge, I'm the acid under

My jersey's a classic number, might be one of significance

Ask ya mother, ratchet wonder, never had a rappin' blunder

Came a long way from that couch with the plastic cover

It's hunting season, Corona mask and the accurate drummer

Your favorites are shook I've been poking at them this whole time

I get in my zone again shit'd be changin' rapidly

They thought I was dead I raised out the ground of a gold mine

But I sympathize for anyone that should come after me

Call who you wanna, 10 out of 10 Imma drag em all

20/20 with .30-30 rapper heads on cabin walls

Drop the rest off at Niagara Falls

I've been active the last two decade, smashing flaws

Bloody shoes and matching floors, I gotta history of buzzer-beaters

Killers get invitations to my game night, human bones for the puzzle pieces

New York is on my back, auto mack with the muzzle features

I'm gon' need all my plaques bubble wrapped in the double sequence

I'll catch you eventually, hard to shake all the scramblers off

Casualties in my camera roll, customize all my camouflage

Rambo ammo loaded belt buckles, fumble ya plans, you lost

Prepare your candles, troller spell trouble, chuckle the damage off

Should have never been crossin' me, lay em out perpendicular

Celebrate for the parish, and party on the peninsula

Making this book a masterpiece, 20 chapters convincing ya

So sinister, 40 new bars sharp as ya minister

Remington pump or Cali, say my name in any room

It’ll echo like Teddy Riley

I’ve been punching by the twos, and they hittin' hard as Vitali

Bring the loudest Imma sleep em, another victim to carry

Get politicians from 'round me, nigga way before the camera clicks

Made my way through the amateurs, studied learned all advantages, top fiver, unanimous

Ugh, my flows a hammer fist, "Ooh" and "awwing" the panelist

Crews lying in bandages, too high off the cannabis

Fire will make em all fiend, punctured lung, or a jaw break

Competition ain't winning shit, we advising to all tank

Leave a bomb on ya porch fate, Vietnam with the war paint

Be accomplished, it's more hate, re-up boxing in storm gates

[Outro]

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