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Lyrics
[Verse]
Cans in the truck, fumigator on fumes,
Breath stinks of whiskey, moonlight gloom.
Cockroach mafia, ants in the room,
Exterminator swinging, the doom goes boom.
Spray can nozzle like a pistol to the pest,
Legions of critters, now I’m clearing the nest.
Squashed dreams under Timberlands, no rest,
Revenge on the bugs, my anger’s confessed.
[Chorus]
I’m bugged out, stomp the swarm to the ground,
Bugged out, fumes foggin' all around.
Bugged out, my rage a battleground,
The insects fall, no mercy found.
[Verse 2]
Drunk like Bacchus, vengeance for hire,
Spiders in the corner, set their webs on fire.
Termite tyrants gnawing at my patience,
Spray them in the face, no negotiations.
Got centipedes in a centennial feud,
Rats on the sidelines, they watching my mood.
Beetle battalion, their armor’s crude,
But I’m the king of pests, the reign’s concluded.
[Bridge]
Who gave these bugs the right to invade?
Creeping in my house, now they dig their grave.
They crawl, I brawl, their lives misbehave,
Call me judge, jury, extermination's paved.
Details
GeneratedJul 23, 2025
Duration1:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, male vocals, dark, bass-heavy, aggressive, with staccato hi-hats and booming 808s
Credits
Prompt byCinematicPattern406
ModelAria v4
Prompt
Song about a drunk exterminator that takes his anger out on the bugs, rap
