Bars of Death C-Lance (Ft. Merkules & Twista)

[Intro: Merkules & Twista]
Twista, I see you
You know what it is
C-Lance, Bars of Death

[Verse 1: Merkules]
Motherfuckers wanna hate on me
'Cause they know that I stay on my J-O-B
I guess that's life like "C'est la vie"
Got your girl on my dick, she a H-O-E
I'ma run this shit till my ankles bleed
Twista *gunshot* a straight OG
Then pull up at the spot with the thang on me
And my chain all freeze, heard they want beef
In a hard knock life like H-O-V
I'ma stand on that till I break my knees
Somewhere out in Philly eatin' steak and cheese
Not OVO but the Drake's on me
So anybody thinkin' they as nice as us
Better speak up now, your vagina's tucked
I been through it all, through the minor bumps
And now that I gotta bust I'ma light you up
We'll put the beef on the Kaiser bun
Where the outlet at bitch? I'm the plug
A lot of y'all dudes are disguised as thugs
Till I'm robbin' hoods like Friar Tuck
Fall back but I'm simply dangerous
Warfare, all I bring is anguish
Pistols aim, then I hit your face
And split your brains if you disobey this
Instantaneous, all your limbs get ripped off
For tryna swim with gators
I'm sick and this shit's contagious
If I was you I'd keep a distance maybe