Lyrics I'll Never Quit - Merky Ace

I'll Never Quit

Lewisham rider, serious
You can get your headtop filled with lead
If you judge my team just by their appearance
You can come through on your gassed up hype
Say that there ain’t nobody you’re fearing
You’ll be a wasteman all your life like Kieron
I’ll let two slugs glide right near your ear and
Screech, wheel spin, on point steering
One, two, three, four brats put the gear in
Shif, Gully, ACE, bare war in the clearing
I’ll bun a man’s face for the cheese and squares
So please don’t act like you’re hard of hearing
When we ask you for the Ps and boxes
Cause you’ll get a deep facial tearing
Aisa Spencer ain’t caring
And me, quit?
No, never
So you pricks praying on my downfall better
Know that you won’t see the back of me, ever
Not unless I’m running away with your cheddar
Shut down shop like Land of Leather
Just like Doller, Merky’s a go-getter
Talking about me, you thought it was clever
Till the mandem were barking like Bella
That’s MI’s dog, she’s called Bella
I’ll buss an MC’s headtop with the Stella
Giving out Ps just like J Nella
Won’t ever see me beg it with
No, I don’t snitch, I ain’t a teller
Merky ACE, so solid like Mega
In star wars like Ewan McGregor
No lightsabers, gloves dem are leather
I’ll put them on and burst that bredda
Bounce something off your forehead like a header
Leave man’s brains on the curb
Then splurt from the strip like nothing’s occurred
Duppy a witness, can’t say a word
I’m better than these other shit MCs
That get played every week, if I get pissed off, I’ll be crazy but cheeks
Put babies to sleep and the something’s in my hand, it’s peak
I will not stop till I dead your beak
I’ll let it off and watch your blood leak
No fake MC can tell me 'bout street
Pussyhole DJs better play Splurt beats
I swear down, I ain’t lying about beef
I’m straight from hell, we’re raising up heat
Remember when he tried to stab me?
I didn’t back down, you can ask Kozzie
I hold it up for my Family Tree
Merky, I will die for my Family Tree
Put your soul in the sky for my Family Tree
So don’t bother try it with my Family Tree
An eye for an eye with the Family Tree
Not just any guys, it’s Family Tree
Shifman and MI are in Family Tree
TK, Ego and also me
I won’t quit, like Infa, I’m so sick
Won’t ever get tied down by no chick
Try block me all you want, I’m not shit
Tear down your whole sector with one clip
Squeeze at your cheek and watch the blood drip
Uh, that is MI’s adlib
But I’m in FT, so I can use it
Certain man say that I abuse it
Well, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, you can hold that one
Got a new Boxfresh jacket, it’s a black one
Got a new ArdWear tee, it’s a black one
Young days, I robbed a man with a cap gun
Got a nice chain?
Then don’t wear that one
If I see three, then I just might clap one
But if I’m with TK, we’ll clap the whole lot
Trust me, we won’t give back none
Might take a few pictures with a fat one
Heard his version and it was a swag one
That’s why I went home and I wrote this one
Already know that it’s better than that one
I won’t quit till I’m dead
Beeping machine and the line is a flat one
Relatives dressed in suits, black ones (RIP)
I’ve been doing this ting from morning
Big bad A-C-E, raised up where it’s always pouring
Get rained on while you’re in bed yawning
What, did you think it was part-time warring?
What, did you think that I don’t shot draws
And weighing up food ain’t part of my chores in beef?
I use straps that drug money brought in
My man’s lucky that I ain’t caught him
Things I’mma do are gonna be appalling
Curl up, scar up, no more walking
CSI, outline chalking
Mum’s all crying, Crimewatch, you saw it
Calling the number, nobody called in
Go get respect like Prez, I’m balling
I won’t say yout on the way
Cause I told the bitch to get it aborted
If not, belly shot, she would’ve caught it
The picture you’re tracing, FT drawed it
Expensive champagne, Merky’s poured it
Any dibby problems, cock back, sort it
Spartan war?
Me and Koz, we fought it
I won’t ever quit, or take shit
Fuck off