[Verse 1:]Merkules
Ever since i did a hundred man I been had bars,
Thinking back on the times when I'd hit no broads
They all about as soft as a dildo, pause
Everybody wonders how'd he get those scars
I tell 'em hard times that I went through
Sixteen jotting down lines with a pencil
Thats fine I'ma find my credentials
I don't got a dime every time that the rents due
So I climb on the vine of success 'till
I see what I need cause I'mm trying to get through
So defiant a lion or pit bull, I lie on my shrine drinking wine
How eventful, I don't see clear now cause I'm lost in the mist
I'm a boss get lost if you talking that shit
Hip hop's not pop, you a soft little bitch
I bomb on songs like I'm armed with a clip
Take shots nonstop 'till i walk with a limp
Haha, all y'all ain't as awkward as this
So raw when I rap that my jaw get the twitch
Oh god Merk's back and he's stomping these pricks
I had to take a second just to pause for a breath
Cause that weed smoke still tend to clog up my chest
Stompdown on my back and I rock it to death
You can keep all ya money I dont want all the stress
CHORUS:
There's no way that you could save us (x4)
Cause we smoked out,no doubt,crazier than Manson is
Drink right out the bottle
Yeah our Mommas raised some bastard kids
Never gave a fuck and we ain't gonna start soon
If you step over that line then we'll start throwing harpoons
Ever since i did a hundred man I been had bars,
Thinking back on the times when I'd hit no broads
They all about as soft as a dildo, pause
Everybody wonders how'd he get those scars
I tell 'em hard times that I went through
Sixteen jotting down lines with a pencil
Thats fine I'ma find my credentials
I don't got a dime every time that the rents due
So I climb on the vine of success 'till
I see what I need cause I'mm trying to get through
So defiant a lion or pit bull, I lie on my shrine drinking wine
How eventful, I don't see clear now cause I'm lost in the mist
I'm a boss get lost if you talking that shit
Hip hop's not pop, you a soft little bitch
I bomb on songs like I'm armed with a clip
Take shots nonstop 'till i walk with a limp
Haha, all y'all ain't as awkward as this
So raw when I rap that my jaw get the twitch
Oh god Merk's back and he's stomping these pricks
I had to take a second just to pause for a breath
Cause that weed smoke still tend to clog up my chest
Stompdown on my back and I rock it to death
You can keep all ya money I dont want all the stress
CHORUS:
There's no way that you could save us (x4)
Cause we smoked out,no doubt,crazier than Manson is
Drink right out the bottle
Yeah our Mommas raised some bastard kids
Never gave a fuck and we ain't gonna start soon
If you step over that line then we'll start throwing harpoons
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