No Mercy

[Verse 1]
Motherfucker better sit back, click-clack, this track? Hit that,
Whiplash, chin crack, dispatch impact, leave ‘em in a six-pack,
Rip raps, flip stats, mismatch this match? Get that kid smacked,
Wrist snap, pitch-black, whole damn clique get bitch-slapped.
Never been a punk, never been a fraud, never been the one to ever take a loss,
Never been the one to ever fake applause, I just take a beat and then I break the laws.
Every syllable I hit is like a military missile when I rip it, finna kill ‘em with the rhythm,
Better get up out the kitchen, ‘cause I'm cookin’ up a murder, ain't a rapper that I'm missin’.
Pull up on a motherfucker, poppin’ off the lip,
I'ma drop a body quick, leave ‘em locked up in a ditch,
Ain't nobody in the biz who could rock it like I spit,
I don't talk, I don't trip, I just off ‘em with a clip.
Tell me who the fuck wanna test my name?
Get wrecked, get checked, get decked, get flamed.
Big step, big flex, big tech, big range,
One breath, one sec, one death, one grave.
[Hook]
No breaks, no stops, no love, no props,
I don’t run, I don’t drop, put a rapper in a box.
No cap, no lies, no frauds, no ties,
Say my name, say it twice, watch your whole squad die.
[Verse 2]
You ain't never met a menace with a mind this cold,
Never seen a motherfucker with a grind this bold.
You ain't ever been a killer, you just lie for shows,
Everything you ever spit got a price in gold.
When I pull up, better back down quick,
Talk that shit? Get smacked down quick.
Black mask on with a blacked-out whip,
Put ‘em in the trunk, then I cash out quick.
Fast, that’s it, ain't no cap in the skill,
Ain't no rapper that could match me for real.
Ain't no tracker that could catch what I kill,
Ain't no after when I clap ‘em and peel.
Motherfuckers wanna talk till they see me in the flesh,
Then they lookin’ for a cop, tryna breathe through the stress.
I ain’t even gotta pop, I just leave ‘em in a mess,
All I need is what I drop, every beat is like a death.
[Hook]
No breaks, no stops, no love, no props,
I don’t run, I don’t drop, put a rapper in a box.
No cap, no lies, no frauds, no ties,
Say my name, say it twice, watch your whole squad die.
[Verse 3]
I ain't never been a rapper that’ll gas out,
Bitch, I got a flow that'll lash out,
Every single syllable I spit is like a blade up in a battle when I snap, better back out.
Track down any little bitch that been talkin’,
Fast round, clap loud, finna drop ‘em.
Mad now? Laugh out, I ain't stoppin’,
Tap out, blacked out, body chalked in.
I ain't ever let a motherfucker step in my lane,
Never took a single second just to question my reign.
If I see a little target, I'ma set it in flames,
I'ma eat ‘em like a dinner, every sentence insane.
I ain't gotta pull a trigger, I just trigger the pain,
Every syllable I spit is like a scissor to veins.
I'ma send ‘em to the river, get ‘em shiverin’ drained,
Ain't a single one alive that wanna sit in my range.

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