Illa Ghee, Freddie Gibbs, Switch - No Mercy lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Illa Ghee, Freddie Gibbs, Switch - No Mercy lyrics]
Throw your shit up
Trucks, pick up, kicks up dust
The same shit we stuck clicks up for
Snub hit up more, peach cores
Count one for my side
It's like we're keeping score
You're lying down when the lion roars
And soars when you breathe no more
A civil talk is now a civil war
Licking shots while you're coming
Out the liqour store
You bought a round but we're tossing rounds
And get the pigs that put a
Stencil with the chalk around
We confront the bullshit like
We're talking now
You the type to get tough when we walking out
(clowns) your boss man, yeah we boss around
Fresh off tour, back home and tore it down
Yeah I do music but trust I'm not here
For your fucking amusement go
I don't deal with ridicule
Bullets riddle you
You knocked out yous tennis
Shoes at a minimal
Fuck an interview, I question a criminal
Fresh start in my eyes is ending you
I spit bullets of mercury
No heart, no love, no mercy
You die if you thought of rap perjury
No heart, no love, no mercy no mercy
No love no mercy
I grab a sharp lyric to stab with, I mass it
I'm an avalanche in an ad-lib
Act like I'm jumping out of
Cabs with mad kids with masks kids
Pulling out nines to blast shit
I put your favorite rapper in a casket
See I'm like a rash on chapsticks
Fronting on the city driving backwards
Words and tracks
Relax Illa's orchestrated elastic
My souls drowning in the bottle
Today is really yesterday's tomorrow
My time is borrowed no a Bugatti
I think I woke up in a gangster's sorrow
Spitting fire and my teeth is
All made of charcoal
I make music that the heart holds
Verbal Armani, Illuminati in the barcode
Drink, weed
And I'm sleeping with a known disease
I'm Al Capone
And I'm known as an assassin's creed
Cross Ill and that's blasphemy
I got a whole neighborhood
That'll blast for me
Flow jacuzzi, I'm Jack Ruby insanity
Cocking my three blending uzis
In the Daiquiris
Trucks, pick up, kicks up dust
The same shit we stuck clicks up for
Snub hit up more, peach cores
Count one for my side
It's like we're keeping score
You're lying down when the lion roars
And soars when you breathe no more
A civil talk is now a civil war
Licking shots while you're coming
Out the liqour store
You bought a round but we're tossing rounds
And get the pigs that put a
Stencil with the chalk around
We confront the bullshit like
We're talking now
You the type to get tough when we walking out
(clowns) your boss man, yeah we boss around
Fresh off tour, back home and tore it down
Yeah I do music but trust I'm not here
For your fucking amusement go
I don't deal with ridicule
Bullets riddle you
You knocked out yous tennis
Shoes at a minimal
Fuck an interview, I question a criminal
Fresh start in my eyes is ending you
I spit bullets of mercury
No heart, no love, no mercy
You die if you thought of rap perjury
No heart, no love, no mercy no mercy
No love no mercy
I grab a sharp lyric to stab with, I mass it
I'm an avalanche in an ad-lib
Act like I'm jumping out of
Cabs with mad kids with masks kids
Pulling out nines to blast shit
I put your favorite rapper in a casket
See I'm like a rash on chapsticks
Fronting on the city driving backwards
Words and tracks
Relax Illa's orchestrated elastic
My souls drowning in the bottle
Today is really yesterday's tomorrow
My time is borrowed no a Bugatti
I think I woke up in a gangster's sorrow
Spitting fire and my teeth is
All made of charcoal
I make music that the heart holds
Verbal Armani, Illuminati in the barcode
Drink, weed
And I'm sleeping with a known disease
I'm Al Capone
And I'm known as an assassin's creed
Cross Ill and that's blasphemy
I got a whole neighborhood
That'll blast for me
Flow jacuzzi, I'm Jack Ruby insanity
Cocking my three blending uzis
In the Daiquiris