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Z-Ro Lyrics

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Mercy Lyrics

[Verse 1]

 Everybody fin to die, by the hands of the dark catch a little just

 Snatching our breath till it dims up your chest

 How much pain can I manifest

 When I come to wreck, ripping through your flesh, techs

 My killers you'll never see, invisible invisible are we

 Unseen like ghosts, strike like infrared beams make toast

 We smoke the most but never bump the most

 Our figgas are like a ropes around throats

 Better fin to attack, cause we cloak in the image of smoke

 Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy

 I know not of a feeling, but the thriller

 Of a killer gets my adrenaline rushing

 Never stopping, watching niggas dropping

 More breaking, blood gushing, I done opened the wounds

 As I destroy cities with the fools, and masoons

 Your doom has awaited, all your mercy is forsaken, time to die

 Got to kill them all, every nigga fin to fall when I kill them all

 Found them up in bombs, yelling stomach punches

 Yelling and running K of dynasty coming

 

 [Verse 2]

 More of this contender, go-rilla, more member I be

 It'd be a infinity, hoes want to get rid of me

 fin to be found dead and deceased

 This ain't no game, ain't a damn thing changed

 cause I came to bring the pain

 Glock ass still fits running on they head

 while they play it I rise up in chains

 Hag in here, hag in here, more deadly than anyone's intention

 It had to be, more casualties

 while I'm in more blemishes than fatal infections

 Slice them up like a wolverine, but I use a machete and a guillotine

 Want to stop like a king on my god damn dream

 And now mark and ass niggas recognize my team

 

 (Chorus - 4x)

 Murder-er in me, I love to see you bleed

 

 [Z-Ro]

 The murderous feeling is killing your kin

 and tripping them niggas up with a 4-5

 Hit the ground and running bud, then I probably bumping in blood 

 A fast thug fin to lose his life, motherfucking nigga from Texas

 Steady with the dumb plexers, by the hand when I'm kicking your ass

 And everybody better ball on

 cause I fuck around and y'all gone and a nigga like me

 Cause I'm blessed with a tight 22, AK47, 3-57, Mac 11

 Balling and and a 25, bulletproof vest and a sharpened shank

 Motherfucker your body gone stank, I'm flawless

 Swinging and leaving them jawless

 one of these niggas are about to bleed

 Running with the big dog follow my lead

 They following they mama straight when we

 Put him in the streets I'm a regular competitor 

 To the niggas that I want to act surely

 Everybody want to live, let the early bird get the worm

 Run up in the corner store bright early

 Even though I be hanging with thugs

 Giving me mugs, and I do a lot of drugs till I pass out

 When I smell a dirty rat up all in my motherfucking face

 I'm hunting they motherfucking ass out

 Want to be stepping and pulling my whip

 And I'm ready to go to war with them niggas

 That be stepping and pulling back they fucking up grind

 It's going down load the clip in the gun and I'm making them run

 A gorilla nigga evermore buck and he died, but who was the nigga

 That's talking down, don't really want me to get an attitude

 I'm slapping haters up out the niggas that think of my trigger

 Won't be getting no automatic beatdown but that's what I live for no mercy

 

 (Chorus - 4x)

 

 [Verse 4]

 Walking the land of a naked world 

 looking down up on my enemies in vein 

 With a mind full of deadly games, I'ma serve your aim

 Shouldn't of killed putting holes in your frame, feeling no remorse

 As deadly force overcomes my thugs so bare witness

 Sense of relentless, vengeance, and 24 victims of wickedness

 By the hills of homicide, cause everytime I pull a whip and close

 I can hear the sounds of bodies from the victim of 17 and reloads

 Did you really believe that you could platinum-sieve a nigga like me

 I was born to murder the world, but killers and g's and evil deeds

 It'll be a whole lot fly bringing

 some saying if you run up on me the wrong way

 I'ma be forced to pull a AK

 Bust your ass in the head when the lead spray

 My day, my day know you the fourth guy

 To a region in mouth no time to shine

 You the dead victim, of reincarnated

 cause I'm down to show no mercy

 

 (Chorus - 4x)
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