yung dmize - mercy kill lyrics
89 the birth of a real menace
the world is mine y’all just some tenants living up in it don’t get it twisted
drive bys in stolen whips with windows tinted
goons hoppin out to light the block up like it was christmas
social distance when the glock fires
the nine milli be spillin blood poppin heads like some car tires
gimme credit where credits due i’m smooth with the weaponry red dot between your eyes now you a hindu
mercy k!ll
show you firsthand what them hands do
if i press the issue you runnin just like your mans do
your crib is like your b+tch when i slide they fina gettin ran through
f+ck being humble really ain’t sh+t that i can’t do
f+ck a subliminal direct when i spoke
ima let you hang yourself p+ssy i’ll even give you the rope
ima dispensary y’all could hit me up if you lookin for smoke
appointment only i’ll hit you back with a quote
i’m in the wild west infectious still runnin rampant like covid
gun slinging body catchin billy the kid
f+ck police ain’t no way i’m takin a bid
disregarding consequence cause i ain’t never gettin caught for the sh+t that i did
mercy k!ll cause your life is nearing its end
mercy k!ll it’s too late to be making amends
mercy k!ll cause the warfare ain’t gonna stop bullet cauterization lead from the pistol is hot
permanent smile a buck fifty cut up your face
dmize the barber with the forty that’ll f+ck up your fade
i’m talkin gunplay but i ain’t never ran from a fade
run your chain or run the risk of hollows hittin your brain
rather stack a pound of bread than sixteen ounces of fame
murderous mass genocide like saddam hussein
y’all really p+ssy ninety nine percent of you fake
i’m more solid than diamond til i’m layin dead in my grave
you lookin nervous f+ggot i could tell you afraid
ain’t live none of the sh+t you talkin you sweeter than lemonade
we ain’t the same homie
stay the f+ck out my lane
we on a different level ain’t even close horse shoes and hand grenades
i keep it locked
from east to west state to state
put a bullet hole in your fam to watch you cry at the wake
callin to squash the beef ain’t something that i’m willin to entertain
won’t argue with you
it’s bullet time like max payne
you played yourself
but i’m just playin the game
you fire from the hip but my sh+t is always precision aimed
and it’s like that simple and plain
ima take your life quick like exploded reactors in northern ukraine
mercy k!ll cause your life is nearing its end
mercy k!ll it’s too late to be making amends
mercy k!ll cause the warfare ain’t gonna stop bullet cauterization lead from the pistol is hot
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