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merky ace - cutlass lyrics

[intro: lord cutty]

[verse 1: merky ace]
work it out
me vs. you, it’s not a wise battle
lord of the mics, man got knocked out
dem boy nuh ready for the ends
dem boy nuh ready for the whole of the bloodclart south
you give the gyal dem moral support
i send the gyal dem to the mad house
clientele holla at me for the shot
i say “ten minutes”, then leave my house
likkle man wanna try run up his mouth
get p-ssed off, angry and start shout
i was at buck’s with the dragon stout
feet kicked up with a zoot in my mouth
i dragged on my pot and i headed straight out
i never had a knife in the pouch
.45 in the handbag and the snub’s in the cab
certified riding out
you’re fake, you’ve never been riding out
you snake, you just keep sliding out in a war
you say a lot but you do less
i say a lot but i do more
two plus two equals a hundred and twelve
thought i was gonna say four?
that’s cause you don’t make me your wh0r-
i make the gyal dem want me and more
i make the gyal eat my meat, that’s raw
my billy has been on a poom poom tour
gyal ain’t a problem, neither is war
yeah, i get p but i wanna get more
meat on the plate always get sauce
the only time that i show love to a wh0r-
yeah, yeah, family tree
ft, let me say no more
you jump on set and can’t get no wheel
i don’t even know how that feels
think that you’re bad cause you got a little whip?
beep, smash man’s head off the wheel
beep, smash man’s head off the wheel
i done so much work last year
i’ll take any mc for roadk!ll
when i roll by five man deep, ft

[break: lord cutty]

[verse 2: merky ace]
badman are badman, badman know
badman go anywhere they wanna go
badman don’t have to run up his gums
cause when it’s crunch time, it will show
hold up some ps, don’t back off or know
i will shot that yout in the head for the dough
feeling like mayweather and 5-0
g-ssed on a money ting, sh-t, i’m on a roll
any violation, man are gonna roll
couldn’t really care ’bout the lies you told
i’ll smash man’s head off the wheel like-
leave that emblem on your forehead
think that you’re bad in a ford?
i’ll leave four in your forehead
backwards, you look like a total mess
that’s that whole bar, hold paper and lead
you jump on set and can’t get no wheel
i don’t even know how that feels
that’s dead, i don’t do no deals
no money in tills, and my ting’s not under my bed
when i say it, it’s real
guys that hate me rate me still
cause they know that i’m onsite, i ain’t gonna chill
when i see them, i’m gonna do bodybag them with the stainless
i bet you thought i was gonna say steel
man ah rob food but i still pay bills
so if you got down, fam, let’s have a meal
not gonna stop till i see that mill
put likkle youts on hold like a pill
when it’s burning time
i know that fire drill
something in the pocket and the pouch is open
catch a pagan and poke him
in a war, you won’t see me loafing
laughing and joking, chilling and smoking
like jendor, i’ll leave him open
28 stabs in the side of the head
28 stabs in the front of the neck
if you violate, i’ll leave you dead

[break 2: lord cutty]

[verse 3: merky ace]
eff tizzy
merky ace, not drake and nicki
putting in work, not taking a sicky
back with a bang and a flow that’s skippy
back with the bags for the crow and the digis
wavy when i gave her free w-lly
straight out of lewisham, not from philly
gloves on and it ain’t even chilly
music money soon make me a milli
if you got that, then don’t move silly
cuh like prez t, you’ll get k!ll off k!lly
got the wesson like the kid named billy
bucked in his mout cause he tried get lippy
i left a wasteman talking like viddy
if you wanna war, then let’s get busy
clapped in the chase, start going on gritty
shifman will shoot your b-tch in her t-tties
my phonebook’s full of mcs and nitties
and real gs that shoot off iron
give you a one-day course on dying
aim up the ting and send a boy flying
wanna touch me? no point in trying
washed up yout, man are tumble drying
spin that something, leave marges crying
i said i didn’t do it but i was lying
and the way that gyal was bent up
like say she was laces tying
was jokes till i left her crying
call up my phone, i was straight air pie-ing
elizabeth knows i am trying
so it’s bare tings she’s been buying
grime before gash
cash before all, my mind is on stacks
try violate? then man, you’ll get splashed
man ah go halves on the bangers and mash
got [?] gash, leave door on latch
we creep in and the movie’s a wrap
family tree, that’s a very strong bash
i said that bar and [?]

[outro: lord cutty]

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