[Intro: Merkules]
Yeah
Crypt, Scru, what up?
They weren't ready for this one

[Verse 1: Merkules]
Yo, I'm a byproduct of fly talk, all these guys nada
I father the scene, I'm Darth and you Skywalker
I conquer my dreams, that's probably why y'all salty
Me, you couldn't see, try callin' the eye doctor (TheHitBrainiac)
Drop some shit to get more traction than new tires
I'm too fire, even Kevin Gates said he's too tired
Like Kumbaya, bitch, I got that suicide sauce
Merkules, Crypt and Scru, yeah, we a crew of icons, look
Put me on a track and then see what happens, I might OD, put your team in caskets
Someone tell Sway that I need the answers, everybody want a little piece, I'm snappin'
Fuck your subscribers, I'm done rhymin', I'll come find them
I keep that extra gas on me like a truck driver
I'm unsigned, but I'm dumb fire, so come try it
They aspire to be like us with the umpire
Used to be broke, but now our cabinets full
Like cocaine in a pot, let's get it crackin' for sure
Took the cards I was given, and then I charged through the industry
This is manifestation, I put my star power in this shit
So you beatin' me is like claimin' R. Kelly's innocent
Birthin' triplets, yeah, the whole squad's really in this bitch
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