Merkules, Caskey - Revenge lyrics

Merkules

[Merkules, Caskey - Revenge lyrics]

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I will not pretend to give a fuck still
Your whole career has been a buzzkill
I had so many dreams that I've fulfilled
I've got a fetish
For watchin' all of the blood spill
So just slow it down like you
Chopped and screwed it
Y'all payin' to get fucked
That's prostitution
You are not a shooter 'cause of Call of Duty
I'm the real life villain that
You watch in movies
I been paid my dues and I earned respect
Burst the tech and it
Shoot through your turtleneck
Turn up the heat
Please check that the furnace set
Merk's up next
You'll get popped like a Percocet
I just checked the account and
There's lots of commas
This the kind of beef you
Don't want no part of
I'm tryna tell Maury that I'm not the father
The results are in so let's pop some bottles

Everybody tell me that I'm next up
But they don't know I got here
With no God damn help
That's why I hold it down and keep my head up
They only give a fuck about
They God damn selves

Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space
This is how revenge is s'posed to sound

Okay, revenge sweet
Like the blood on the blade
When I show up, there ain't no runnin' away
Homie, you know what you owe
So know that you better be
Puttin' them hunnids away
I wake from sleep to politic on how I eat
Which deposit I'ma keep
And which one goin' on ya head
'cause, damn, that price is gettin' cheap
I'm a deep thinker
Try to creep up on the kid
You'll turn to a deep sleeper
Death everywhere I walk
A scythe in the booth
I turn to a beat reaper
Damn, my blood turned cold
The strap that I'm holdin' as
Big as a heat seeker
I pull it out, switchin' they whole demeanor
I should be fillin' out whole arenas
But God made me practice patience
Ten years, I've been buildin' a fanbase
Rappers blow up overnight
Then disappear from it quick as a handshake
I did this for longevity
Twenty cars and they all ebony
Shorty sayin' I'm a god i told her, "well
That depends on what you call heavenly"
I'm a angel in disguise
Batwings on the back of the ride
Backed out just to pick the backend up
And I came back with the pies
And Yelawolf said I'm next up
Why the fuck is y'all actin' surprised?
They say they rootin' for the wins
But hate to see it when you actually rise

Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space
This is how revenge is s'posed to sound
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space, fuck outta my face
Bitch, give me my space
This is how revenge is s'posed to sound

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