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Merkules

That Dude

 

That Dude

(альбом: Scars - 2015)


Stop sweating me
Y'all know I got the recipe
Goonies is on the left of me
Ready to let it squeeze
Fuck my enemies
Ain't nobody ahead of me
Better be with this shit or get hit til its hard to breath
I'm a menace to society now, high in the clouds
Driving around and I'm eye'n em down
They on the left of me, the right of me
They even in front
I breath in this blunt
I'm a heathen eating people for lunch
Fall asleep at the wheel
Easy after eating these drugs
Put the keys in the truck and ghost ride with Biebs in the trunk
They stick around and the police show up to clean up the blood
And when they do I just start screaming while I feed em with slugs
My arrogance is apparent
Parents don't like Merk
They know if their daughter hears him
They scared that she might twerk
My shits so fucking cold that I'm carrying ice bergs
And you fairies is like worse so just spare me them nice words
It's Merk

Fuck y'all I'm having fun right now
I got em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They crying cause its obvious that I'm that dude
[x2]

I'm that dude with the tattoos and the gnarly scars
Party hard like its Mardi Gras screaming hardy-har
I get wasted, bitches say I got a beach body
Same diet plan as iron man, I eat broccoli
Who am I kidding man I dip it in gravy
Sipping liquor, kissing bitches, in a vintage Mercedes
Thinkin I'm Jay-Z, difference is my shit isn't mainstream
And I won't collab with Iggy
Even if Iggy paid me
I keep it underground
When the Thunder pound
It break your skull
I'll punch you dead in the face, homie
So make the call
You rappers acting like faggots
You tryina place a call
I'm rolling right up in that bank, and then I take it all
All I got is rap and I'm sick of taking the bottles back
I ain't flossing stacks
I'm working while they all poping tags
I'd rather rap about my feelings than a Prada bag
It's all a drag, an insomniac with an awful past

Fuck y'all I'm having fun right now
I got em mad, I'm number one right now
I see they scared of me, well I'd be too
They crying cause its obvious that I'm that dude
[x2]

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