C-Lance
[Complete]
Wor-wor-worse than a stepkid words are
Hurt and molested, murdered and rested (Rested)
Earnin' respect with verses
You are just a worm in a cesspit (Cesspit)
You are just a germ, antiseptic
Tag nothing so no work to connect with
Skeptics, too many lessons to learn
I suggest you invest in an urn if you get this (Skeptics)
You can't mess with complacent, you flops
Where, who the blogs and the melee in bots
We got the proper ingredients
Go to thе top of the same of the cagеs of books
You think you rock and you sayin' as a boss
Really, you're soft and you stick to the corpse
Wait 'til you're lost in the strait again
Bleeding all over, you're freakin' the cost
Heh heh, dogs, this is our throne, mate
Better bring your hitters out, stone fight
We don't give a shit about no fight, you ain't really in it, pal
You ain't really livin' what you spit about (No, why?)
You just sit around givin' out codenames
'Cause the cocaine's got you winkin' out most days
You done been lookin' 'round for your dead friends
Who you didn't even ever give a shit about (Okay)
Sometimes I just wanna go on a massacre
Wanna shoot up every rapper I see (See)
Even if it seems that the flow is spectacular
Doesn't matter, they ain't rappin' like me (Me)
The problem is there's so much in character
They ain't fathoming, they haven't, I have
The ladder I laid, the magic I breathe
Real shit, that is my status, fuck you
[Complete]
If anybody tries to make a move
We close the curtains on 'em, we close the curtains on 'em, yeah
We're gonna break this fuckin' stage in two
We close the curtains on 'em, we close the curtains on 'em
We're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
We don't give a fuck, we're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
If they open 'em up, we're closin' 'em shut
[Merkules]
Calls are worse, we close the curtains
Bitch, I'm in my bag like a homeless person
So perverted, I roll this shit at home, we'll jerk it off
Everybody knows Merk goes the furthest
I'm a different kinda breed, killin' lyrics, I'ma be
She would think she really just the way I bring her to her knees
Tarzan, bars, fam, I've been swingin' through the trees
I'm on tour biz drunk and you said it with Complete
Big belly ass, sorta look like Buddha
But I'm more like Pennywise, I've been crawlin' out the sewer
On tour, and I feel like I'm an Aussie in Vancouver
I was smokin' in a scooter like I'm Jonah Takalua
I give a fuck about the birds and bees
I'm yellin' psycho conk, call me Birth-ules
Work and plea, someone close the curtains, please
I'm doin' shooees on stage 'til it hurts to breathe
I'm at the airport with my pants down, forgive me
Just got to Melbourne, but I blacked out in Sydney
It's Omac's fault, he passed me the whiskey
I woke up inside of a crackhouse with miskey
Oy, kinda try to tell you I'm an animal from Canada
And everything I do is international
My hands are full from chokin' up rappers, I find it laughable
'Cause when I say I'm travelin', it's not a game of basketball
I've been on a wave and I ain't talkin' server's paradise
Everybody knows that try to beefin' works a scary side
I guess they never learned it, fuckin' turnin' up the Fahrenheit
And all you see is bloodstains all over my pair of knives
I look around like "Who let the dogs out?"
They only got views 'cause they gulagin' our sound
Pull the strap out, you sluts get shot down
You can go ahead and tell the new wave, it's ours now
And I'll be pullin' cards all summer
'Cause everybody inside courts my brothers
Fuck around and you get knocked out, suckers
T.P.W. and stomp down under
Merk
[Complete]
If anybody tries to make a move
We close the curtains on 'em, we close the curtains on 'em, yeah
We're gonna break this fuckin' stage in two
We close the curtains on 'em, we close the curtains on 'em
We're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
We don't give a fuck, we're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
If they open 'em up, we're closin' 'em shut
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