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merkules – killshot freestyle lyrics

[verse]
just consider this an open invitation
for anybody who thinks that they cold enough to replace me
my sh-t’s doper than cocaine in the 80’s
i’m a sick f-ck, sn-tchin’ your gold chain just to hang you
throw the propane on the flames ’til it go bang cause i hate you
then i light a couple candles and go pray you don’t make it
they say i got a big ego, it’s so strange and inflated
i’m an -ssh0l- when i’m drunk, drinkin’ jose on vacation
i might remix every beat cause i don’t pay, i just take ’em
all these rappers suckin’ d-ck now, hopin’ to make ’em famous
but sorry it’s not contagious, record in your f-cking bas-m-nt
you adorable, but please stop toyin’ with my patience
like whatcha gonna do when it’s do or die, dawg?
blood diamonds on my wrist, that’s a suicide watch
i’ll be pullin’ right up on you like an uber driver
and i’ll murder you right where you stand with a suit and tie on
take your wallet, ipod and your shoes and drive off
got a crew of die hards, and they’ll shoot if i bark
got an ak-47 on the hood of my car
goin’ blocka-blocka-blocka till it’s blood on my tires
this song’s really just for whom it concerns
i’m out here k!llin’ everybody like that movie “the purge”
i’m crude and absurd, these dudes are in the mood to get merked
’cause if you’re f-ckin’ with me then your must be stupid for sure
i’m the teacher motherf-cker, today you gonna learn
they want smoke while i’m a hookah
that means you could get burned
they just reaching for the clout like “who wanna work?”
it’s pretty sad what these dudes are prolly do for a verse
i got heavy artillery if you literally thinkin’ that you could even compare to me, then you trippin’, mothaf-ka
i make friends with my enemies, get ’em drunk off a hennessey
and then when they least expect it, i’ma k!ll ’em, mothaf-ka
i’m sick in the head, i need penicillin, mothaf-ka
tell diddy i’m 2pac and biggie, mothaf-ka
it’s f-ck twelve like i’m bangin’ at noon, bruh
these slug sh-lls in your face like a tooth brush
i’m gettin’ bored with ’em, i’ve been waitin’ like who’s up
b-tch, i’m like a barber with this blade, get your crew cut
i’m johnny knoxville, and k!llin’ rap is my new stunt
you dudes kaitlyn jenner, you should go get your b00bs done
i got two personalities
i argue in the mirror
got the game in my palm, dawg
i’m the puppeteer, i don’t even have to try
i’ll get high and chug a beer
and the next time i’ll get thirsty i’ll drink all these rappers tears (haha)
i’m the illest in canada these days
anybody disagreeing with that statement’s gettin’ spanked
i got 25 tours on my resume
1500 shows
b-tch i’m doin’ what they never can
australia to canada to usa to netherlands
i got the whole world right behind me like the weather man

[bridge]
you musta lost you god d-mn mind
if you thought you had bars like mine
if i was you then i would prolly just chill
or they might find your body in the hollywood hills

[verse 2]
y’all wacker than ever, i’ll put the gat to your sweater
then clack-clack the beretta until you can’t even get up
i heard they had a vendetta, let’s make it happen, i’m ready
i got a mask on like freddie, laughing and packin’ machetes
have your blood and guts lookin’ like a can of spaghetti
and that’s for actin’ like you even had a chance with me, buddy

[bridge]
i don’t know, you got him mad again
he didn’t take his ritalin, i think it’s happenin’
maybe type this sh-t in google
maybe ask a friend
give him three adderalls and two ativans

[verse 3]
i’m f-cked in the mind ’til they let me out the psych ward
throw me in the game and i bet i get the high score
needle in my arm got the venom of a viper
get murdered on a song and get shredded on cypher

[bridge]
who want it wit me? everybody might die
who want it wit me? everybody might die

[verse 4]
welcome everybody now you witnessin’ a k!llshot
i’m sick of all these ol’ -ss rappers who think they still hot
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout eminem he’s a g.o.a.t
but i’m just bein’ honest all the rest will get smoked
this got me extra mad writin’ wit my pen and pad
how’s it feel to know you’re so old you coulda been a dad?
but you’re in a nightclub, how lit is that?
we the new wave, sdkz got the citys back
so gimmie a topic, and i’mma rip it apart and if you were really as smart as you say then quit it, just stop it
’cause now we k!llin’ the market and y’all are dearly departed
and i just see you as targets, come get a piece if you want it
i’m on a whole other level, my sh-t is cold as december
if you don’t know any better, then i can show you come get it
i’ll get so disrespectful that you won’t know what just hit you
you try to rhyme go ahead, i bet you won’t even get to
’bout to blow up like missle so either go get a pencil or suck my d-ck motherf-cker now you know it’s official

[outro]
stompdown k!llaz, all 2019
who want it?
shout out my og caspian
wadup, snak?
windex
evil, what’s good?
hahahaha
didn’t see that comin’?
did they?

- merkules lyrics

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