lirik lagu mercel mercaverse - drop heat (pitfalls of inferno)
(mercel – verse i)
i said i got more lines than cocaine rows that’ll blow ya mind like cobain, yo. so what’s with the lame flows? gear up, i don’t mean change clothes. slain foes, phonetically with poetic speech, leaving thoughts embedded deep. better keep my name out ya mouth. i’ll refrain from the clout and spit flame from my mouth. i spit venom, rocking st-tched denims. and i do these rappers like i do my rhymes, i pen ’em. and send ’em away stationed. lend ’em a vacation if they wanna step quick. they facin’ the kid not to be messed wit. best split from the booth this year cause the truth is here. and that’s somethin’ that you should hear. wordplay evangelist, leaving mcs in bandages. n-ggas’ beef is bologna, turn ’em to mothaf-ckin’ sandwhiches, which impartin’ damages cancerous to scandalous scandalists. costin’ exhaustion. flossin’ precaution. connoisseur from the kind of sewer that -ssigned manure. you buggin’, i’m the sh-t. an oddity, prodigy. wreak havoc when i mob deep. hot cuts like a spiked sauna when i drop heat!
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we drop heat. drop heat, drop heat. we drop heat. we drop heat, drop heat, drop heat. we drop heat. drop heat, drop heat. we drop heat. (pitfalls of inferno). we drop heat. drop heat, drop heat. we drop heat. drop heat. we drop heat. we drop heat. drop heat, drop heat. we drop heat. (pitfalls of inferno)
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(mugga lynch – verse ii)
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(j. clippa – verse iii)
i’m new to the crew. droppin’ bombs comin’ through. the guns that i use is the words that i choose. this is lyrical warfare. and leave ya heart bruised. eat you up like shark food. droppin’ bars on the track that’ll push ya cap back. take a time out and realize the fact. hop back to reality and get ready for combat. my flows are invincible; your’s is superficial. it’s not a smith and wesson. its a real quick lesson to let you know who you testin’. we goin’ to war! you callin’ ya troops. i’m callin’ mines too. i got guns and suits. and army trunks too. all i need is a mic and a beat to rap too. you’ll be laid out, like the ground tattoo. i’ll cut you so fast that ya blood still blue
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repeat
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