Mic check one, two, one, two
Testin' live two, I'm on

Young Carter hot water
I'm the new world order
Go to war like Pearl Harbor
Welcome ya'll to the barbershop
Getcha fuckin' head chopped
To hell is where I sent 'em, mon
Like a box of Red Hots
I call my bullets patron
'Cause they send head shots
I got all this ice on how could my sled stop
I'm like an avalanche better call the ambulance
The pockets of my pants enhanced
Cheese no camera man
Please no man can stand in these seven and a half's
I stand taller than giraffes
Someone get that man a raft
He's drownin', drownin' in my Paracrafts
Fly shit like a parrot's ass