Hunter x Hunter

By Rustage

Released on May 20, 2022

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VERSE 1 : RUSTAGE - LEORIO

I got killer crowns

I got stats, that's plenty

Kill the track how I knock out deadbeats

Business man

I drink red that's cherry

Matjani goons

How these fraud gon' test me huh

Man in a suit

They gon' move when the crew pulls up

In a brand new Bentley huh

Sick of this dude

Acting rude

Got my boots in their face

They gon' beg to be set free

Winning big like a sweepstake

Kill 'em quick that's a briefcase

Finished him in a freeze frame

They be two faced like a deep fake

Ain't no debatе

They get broken drеams

I got green days

Call the doctor in if you feel faint

Tally votes up

They got no luck

Up there own arse

Like a bidet

Two rounds

Coming like my spectacles

Unethical

Send dots like its decimals

Detestable

The fit is exceptional

Respectable

Don't mess with professionals

I'll be raking votes like collectables

Angry get 'em out like a technical

I be sick of these fake intellectuals

Your bars shit if you just Gon forget them all

VERSE 2 : HAM SANDWICH - KILLUA

Thunderclap

Run it back

One attack and he's finished

Thunder crash

Hunter class

Want to clash he get lifted

Sudden dash

Run his cash

If you blink you might miss it

Cut his cap

While he nap

Shout out Kreuger no biscuit

Looking for a killer call it kamikaze

If you find me in the field (damn)

I'm just tryna keep it real

If I only cut you I cut you a deal

Family chopper

I send the birds at him

Word to Tsubone, canary

The rounds that I carry could body a fairy

I walk with that Tommy if he acting Jerry

He gone go head

Go for Gon's head

Then we gone shed blood

Give me the go ahead

And imma throw the set down

Boy you messed up

Body the lobby the second time around

I'm getting the test done

They know I'm a problem

I already solved 'em

Now I'm a rhetorical question

VERSE 3 : AERIAL ACE - KURAPIKA

8 leg fucks who the fuck did you fake out

Come on Webster see what my name bout

My impulse in the mood for a takeout

I'm finna feed of a stakeout

You finna know the extent of my index

Cards pulled when I read, no index

I'm a problem that ignores all Pemdas

Hang game like a chain gang

When yo pinned set

Working motherfuckers

Work 'em till their fucking judgement day

When this chain douse

You gon' find an out

You living life is not one today

If yo zodiac tell you I'm a rat

Then I guess the metal got a lot to say

Make 'em lean back as I rock away

Then I lean back hit the baka face

Where I'm seen at see a brother

Brother never seen another make us duck and cover

Drop 'em from the logo like its Hunter Hunter

Hunna motherfuckers end up in the gutter

Till we paid

I'm linked in

This red sight on me like Wanda

I peek at your brain

Watchu thinking

On they Ant Man shit they numbers is shrinking

VERSE 4 : BREETON BOI - GON

Watch on my wrist like: gone

Dropping these hits like Gon

Said they want beef with the kid

But when it comes to the action

Guess what

GONE

Too afraid to come face to face

You make mistakes with me

You'll get laid to waste

You best vacate the scene

Cause I hate to say

That if you placed 'gainst me

You won't leave complacent

That's a heavy statement

And I back it up

Cause I'm a freak of nature

And I've had enough

Everything till now has been a practice run

And right when duty calls

I tend to pack a punch

If you need a task done

Guess who they asking

They done passed me the beat and I enhanced it

It get tragic for opps tryna get static

Cause I'm rolling with Killua he the best at it

Peep my demeanour now

Cause I ain't playing games when I go shoot

Rock, paper, scissors to your whole crew

Tryna step to me would be a bold move

I would never pit you against me

Y'all are some ants, insignificant beings

Don't care 'bout your status

Its nothing to me

If you crossing my path Imma leave you deceased (sheesh)