Speed Demon Freestyle

"I want his house burnt to the ground
 I wanna go there in the middle of the night
 I wanna piss on his ass!"
 Well spoken on some niggas that been jail broken
 Heard he told on his plug, CO left his cell open
 Might go out in a blaze of glory, still in Hell toting
 Dumping at Lucifer, Sig Sauer with the barrel smoking
 That's how we know the drank hit when ain't no seal on it
 Boldy still'll make a fake brick and put the smell on it
 Trafficking the bag, ain't got no paper trail on it
 A million dollars in cash, would you kill for it?
 No punchlines, no cute shit
 'Cause if I press play my niggas really mute shit
 Had dog bleeding from the mouth, thick as mucus
 Niggas boosting on the murkings, "We just heard a bunch of shooting"
 Real underground kings, we come from the sewage
 Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it
 This murder music with Ali, he co-wrote and produced it
 Coke in the microwave, I showboat when I nuke it
 Snakes on the collar of my shirt, this polo so exclusive
 Out in Vegas at The Mirage, shit ain't no illusion
 You know who winning but of course we all know who losing
 Jump with them killers off the porch, we all know who rooting
 For the bad guy in the movie smoking on a Cuban
 Dope sweet as a Suzy Q, I got the smokers poofing
 No excuses for my behavior, was broke and stupid
 Contributing, doing the devil's work on my Joyner Lucas
 "See it in your face, I got the good stuff"
 "Alright"
 Loc'ing in the spot with M-box making pill flips
 Spill trips, touched a couple hundred, need a meal ticket
 Ghetto nigga putting up numbers like I'm Will Smith
 Real shit, pack a little darker but it's still piff
 Scratch and sniff, scent a magic marker way this blill hit
 Still with the shits, up the stick and hit the killswitch
 Crumbled up packs, come assorted like some trail mix
 Shellfish, bo's by the ton like a celtic
 Selfish with this loaded gun, I get you melted
 Attorney left my co-D mayne feeling helpless
 Lost my bro to murder one, all the pain I done felt it
 H, I done scaled it, the 'caine, I done dealt it
 Get popped with a brick out of state and catch a Elvis
 Eldritch how long we been taking federal jail risks
 Now every time the mail run, that's a 12 strip
 What is this velvet? Bust at your helmet
 R.I.P. you and your OG, fuck a spell check
 D.A. tried to snatch my bond back but my bail set
 Kel-Tec clip a buck fifty, put you on bed rest
 Held bag, dropped out twice, never been held back
 It ain't really too much shit in life a nigga failed at
 Been to hell and back, came home 19 with jail tats
 Now we leaving niggas at the light in them Hellcat