I'll Never Quit - Merky Ace

I'll Never Quit - Merky Ace

Альбом
Blue Battlefield
Год
2011
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
195420

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I'll Never Quit

Merky Ace

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

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