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car bars 3 - merkules lyrics

(intro)
i’m not wearing a seat belt ’cause i’m a bad-ss but i’m not a role model either so if you’re child and you’re watchin’ this, put your f-ckin’ seat belt little timmy, f-ck, figure it out, love for share it on your facebook

(bars)
since the last time you heard from me i lost my meds, well h-ll, you can see it’s sickening again
look i’m bringing it back to the basics, i’m giving these rappers a face, they think they real but i think they wack and they fakin’
i’m actually satan, debatin’, takin’ lives for the f-ck of it, y’all think it’s sick, but sh-t i call it punishment
i’ll only pull this trigger if you guys are in front of it, rappers nowadays they all lie like the government, i put my twist on every cl-ssic instrumental
i’m a savage rapper, hardest havin’ habanero peppers, lookin’ past them in reflection in the black camaro flexin’
i don’t have a smith&wesson but i’ll slap you if you flexin’
quit askin’ all these questions, i am not a people person, run you over and jump out, just to watch the wheels burnin’
pour a gas and light a match then back and they still turnin’
real pervert, steal he-rs- and drive to the nearest churches, i’m realistic, they say that i’m sick and twisted
was raised with a brain condition, that makes me insane and skittish, crazy i couldn’t tell you ’bout half of the things i witnessed
been rappin’ since baby pictures, actually made to live this, yelling “f-ck you” i’m better than f-ck but i’m doing kung fu, i’m sun zu
droppin’ this molly inside the punch two, let’s make this wobble
i’m destined to take the high road, i’ve been in this game of life and i’m tryin’ to place in finals
i’m robbin’ still and the money i save like geico, you try to play my records, i bet that you break the vinyl
i show up at your door, that’s when all fun stop and i ain’t talkin’ 8mile when you got one shot
so you can scream and you can yell, and you can call up cops, and when that ambulance show up tell ’em it’s not my fault
man, all these rappers these days like drake meat beef, you should prolly leave the kitchen, you can’t take this heat
’cause yo it’s stompdown is menace, you can taste these cl-ts
i don’t say just to say.. man, i hate this geeks, i’m representing for my people all across the world
yeah, for the promo girl

- merkules lyrics

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