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merky ace - eskiboy freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
dun know, merky ace
quick freestyle, hot, fresh bars
man’s in the booth
hold tight tk, he’s here
hold tight don, he’s here
know what it is
merky ace

[verse]
over the beat, man ah skip like a waste bin
got big t–th in the gun that will taste him
he’s not a trainer, but i will lace him
no keyboard but my finger will sp-ce him
you man are batties, all on a grace ting
give you two shots, then you all start shaking
you’ll get an icing if you’ve got the cake in
so show me the dandruff, show me the flaking
show me the c0ke and the crack and the weed
and the es and the ps that you’re making
up in the shoobs with the [?]
but we ain’t come here for no acid raving
i ain’t a raver, that’s maxsta’s brother
real og, put your face on the cover
i’ll shift man with danny and i don’t mean glover
i’m an old school g, old school don dada
in other words, i’m an old school badman
out for the food like [?] and pacman
i’m on this bandage ting, wrap man
i’m on this [?] ting, clap man
i’m on this sub b-ss ting, stab man
you move sideways, you’re not a crab, man
don’t mean blem when i say you’re a f-g, man
thinking you’re bad ’cause you dress like batman
didn’t you know i’m an insane guy?
i’m f-cked in the brain, d-mn right, i’m a madman
always down for the beef, i will sling out t–th
in the air and i know they will catch man
no, i don’t front on street, i will beat that heat
like a big b-ss drum or a steel pan
nuttin’ but thugs out here, authentic gs
no fakes in the team, all real, fam
give man a gunshot, something like skepta did jme
f-cked in the head like shaun and stacey
no, i’m not hench, i’m slim like shady
got a good bunch and i don’t mean brady
do it for the mandem, not for the ladies
got a high work rate, don’t get lazy
straight from uk, not from haiti
don’t get rude or get facety
i’ll give man a gunshot, something like skepta did jme
f-cked in the head like shaun and stacey’s mum
no, i’m not t-tch, i’m letting off guns
might see me in the bits on my ones
i do this ting, i’m out for the funds
merky ace, straight from the slums
i behave like i’m no one’s on, done



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