MERCENARIES - RED ALERT lyrics
[MERCENARIES - RED ALERT lyrics]
Shells from out the weapon
On the motherfucking floor
Fucking all equipped we start
That mother fucking war
Coming with that action battle
Everything a sport
Rattle out them shells and he
Be ducking even more savior none he is lost
Bullet thru the semi speaking ever so clear
Got that everclear habit
Hold it ever so clear
Boy we bringing up the havoc
On whatever your fear
Put all the things aside
Mercenaries pushing limit's all night
All right, have a seat, hold on tight
You're all just raw
Just some unseasoned shit
Then you screech into the void
Like some unbelievable bitch like
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy
Lost in space mayday
My ship broke on it's way all your troops
They will faint mercenaries till my grave
Load up my blasta smoke skunk like a rasta
Hang you with tha force
Ay you gotta call me masta
Its the mando bitch fuck your fandom shit
Shoot a laserstrip bitch I cannot whiff
Work hard play hard ball like a maniac
Ki charge depart
Armorbelt bullets strap
Tekken shit low kick hit's
Counterhit launch him quick
Till they call me king of
Iron fist ay fuck yuh
Do you hear that siren
In the depth im stridin keep it lowkey
Whats beneath watch your troops they dying
Sounding every siren in the palace
Now the enemies are riding with
A Glock and purple masks
Using every tactic just to break
Up in the side
Equipping to the belt is flashes and a flask
Needles in the arms of every fallen member
Rappers that just speaking
Thru celebrate broadcasts broadcasts
Feel as though everything coming our way once
Mercs put steps on the floor
Take me out the farce, hey
Thats another story
Pray for your soul, to come with you
Trapped in a black hole you can see shit
Send the lord, send for help
May the gods remember about you
I, pathetic, will be the one left
Things are about to get a bit hard
Cosmic death for you
You ain't get no peace pussy you get damned
Bitch we with the fleet let me be
Cutting out the competition next to me
Wiping off the dust and you
Ain't doing nothing credibly
Off of the head no thought to be had
Got a knot in his throat he
Can't talk it's a fact
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy
Gimme room like territory
I’m in the hummer looking odd with thirty
Legs you think I can afford it
Gimme rose like ceremony
Shimmy that guess 184 degrees
I test it again cause my next set of ends
Count it, it mess with my sense
See no end I wanna let it up out the gutter
Pretend I’m not dead when I
Pull up out the covers
Sending me back and I do it like given
Youre too late to come in and fuck it
Gimme the comeback I come on the
Back and I get it again
On the motherfucking floor
Fucking all equipped we start
That mother fucking war
Coming with that action battle
Everything a sport
Rattle out them shells and he
Be ducking even more savior none he is lost
Bullet thru the semi speaking ever so clear
Got that everclear habit
Hold it ever so clear
Boy we bringing up the havoc
On whatever your fear
Put all the things aside
Mercenaries pushing limit's all night
All right, have a seat, hold on tight
You're all just raw
Just some unseasoned shit
Then you screech into the void
Like some unbelievable bitch like
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy
Lost in space mayday
My ship broke on it's way all your troops
They will faint mercenaries till my grave
Load up my blasta smoke skunk like a rasta
Hang you with tha force
Ay you gotta call me masta
Its the mando bitch fuck your fandom shit
Shoot a laserstrip bitch I cannot whiff
Work hard play hard ball like a maniac
Ki charge depart
Armorbelt bullets strap
Tekken shit low kick hit's
Counterhit launch him quick
Till they call me king of
Iron fist ay fuck yuh
Do you hear that siren
In the depth im stridin keep it lowkey
Whats beneath watch your troops they dying
Sounding every siren in the palace
Now the enemies are riding with
A Glock and purple masks
Using every tactic just to break
Up in the side
Equipping to the belt is flashes and a flask
Needles in the arms of every fallen member
Rappers that just speaking
Thru celebrate broadcasts broadcasts
Feel as though everything coming our way once
Mercs put steps on the floor
Take me out the farce, hey
Thats another story
Pray for your soul, to come with you
Trapped in a black hole you can see shit
Send the lord, send for help
May the gods remember about you
I, pathetic, will be the one left
Things are about to get a bit hard
Cosmic death for you
You ain't get no peace pussy you get damned
Bitch we with the fleet let me be
Cutting out the competition next to me
Wiping off the dust and you
Ain't doing nothing credibly
Off of the head no thought to be had
Got a knot in his throat he
Can't talk it's a fact
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy
Gimme room like territory
I’m in the hummer looking odd with thirty
Legs you think I can afford it
Gimme rose like ceremony
Shimmy that guess 184 degrees
I test it again cause my next set of ends
Count it, it mess with my sense
See no end I wanna let it up out the gutter
Pretend I’m not dead when I
Pull up out the covers
Sending me back and I do it like given
Youre too late to come in and fuck it
Gimme the comeback I come on the
Back and I get it again