| Ever since i did a hundred man I been had bars,
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| Thinking back on the times when I’d hit no broads
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| They all about as soft as a dildo, pause
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| Everybody wonders how’d he get those scars
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| I tell 'em hard times that I went through
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| Sixteen jotting down lines with a pencil
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| That’s fine I’ma find my credentials
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| I don’t got a dime every time that the rents due
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| So I climb on the vine of success 'till
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| I see what I need cause I’mm trying to get through
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| So defiant a lion or pit bull, I lie on my shrine drinking wine
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| How eventful, I don’t see clear now cause I’m lost in the mist
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| I’m a boss get lost if you talking that shit
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| Hip hop’s not pop, you a soft little bitch
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| I bomb on songs like I’m armed with a clip
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| Take shots nonstop 'till i walk with a limp
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| Haha, all y’all ain’t as awkward as this
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| So raw when I rap that my jaw get the twitch
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| Oh god Merk’s back and he’s stomping these pricks
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| I had to take a second just to pause for a breath
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| Cause that weed smoke still tend to clog up my chest
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| Stompdown on my back and I rock it to death
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| You can keep all ya money I don’t want all the stress
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| There’s no way that you could save us
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| Cause we smoked out, no doubt, crazier than Manson is
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| Drink right out the bottle
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| Yeah our Mommas raised some bastard kids
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| Never gave a fuck and we ain’t gonna start soon
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| If you step over that line then we’ll start throwing harpoons
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| Throwing harpoons
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| They wanna know where I came from, straight from hell
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| Got cursed being broke trying to break the spell
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| No hope, gotta cope trying to make a mill, off shit that I wrote
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| And I’m wasted still, Back on the road better take the wheel
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| Stealth bomb on a roll, we ain’t takin deals
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| Fuck ya label and your money, we erase and kill
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| Any fake mafuckas trying to claim the real
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| Rattle snake venom in the glass I’m sipping
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| Drop dubs on 'em man I’m Acid tripping
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| Trying figure out how to hack the system
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| They lying to your face and you bastards listen
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| Stompdown Killaz steadily bombing some shit
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| We them boys that you wanna forget
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| Calm and collect, this the cause and effect
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| Of your mom having my dick lodged in her neck
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| We ain’t shit, just a couple of goons
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| Out in the train yard huffing fumes
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| What you doing ain’t nothin new
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| Try to judge my life, yo who the fuck are you?
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| Shoot your plane down, after take off, take a chain saw
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| Cut your face off, send your body parts out to cape cod
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| Try to run but you can’t escape God
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| White and dangerous, like an avalanche
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| Psychedelic black lights and lava lamps
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| Try to fuck with us, you don’t stand a chance
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| Make you shit and piss your pajama pants
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| Fuck your video, smack the camera man
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| Mama pray for me, call an ambulance
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| Vomiting while I do the hammer dance
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| Probably cause I’m high on ativans…
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| There’s no way that you could save us
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| Cause we smoked out, no doubt, crazier than Manson is
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| Drink right out the bottle
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| Yeah our mommas raised some bastard kids
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| Never gave a fuck and we ain’t gonna start soon
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| If you step over that line then we’ll start throwing harpoons
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| Throwing harpoons |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Save Us, artist - Merkules. Album song Scars, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп