Russian Roulette Wombat (Ft. Complete)

[Intro: Wombat]
Yeah
Wom-bat!
What up Complete brother?
Let's fuckin' smash these cunts cuz
Show 'em that real lyricism brah
Lyrical micracle spiritual type shit
Brrrrrrat
Yeah

[Verse 1: Wombat]
Yeah, I got all my rivals scared
What's a pyro man to a fire man cryogenically frozen to ice a man?
Product of my environment, full of lying scammers
I was cooked like flipping Diazepam in a frying pan
Now your favourite rapper's retiring
You can't see I'm the greatest? Fuck it I'll even draw youse a diagram
Your situation's more dire than mine was
I was slinging Mary Jane to his misso just to spite a man
Yeah, now I'm made of money like Iron Man
A mix of Lеx Luthor and Superman when designing plans
Sеtting fire to your designer pants
They can't even tell if I was bluffing, nah you can't fuck with my slider hands
Yeah, and now I ain't even trying man
Better watch your wife, she might slide her hand up inside my pants
Find me shooting at your feet, make it your final dance
Empty the clip and your intestines end in your diaphragm