Mercy Freestyle

King Los

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    I said I hate rappers I hate rappers
    Damn right I hate rappers
    I'm outta this world like E.T
    You add a A.H and that's HATE backwards
    Ya'll niggas got that trash bag swag
    All I wanna see is your girl's mouth
    Like she got on batman's mask
    So how the fuck you claim the hoe
    When I gotta peel my homie off her
    She love the fact that he play the spur
    Like when Eva was with Tony Parker
    Woop woop
    Niggas be followin cheap hoes
    Listen to carlos cause hes cold
    Nigga jus follow the g code
    This is me off of my beast mode
    Puffy told me stay patient
    Y'all niggas on vacation
    And I'm jus in my cave waitin'
    I'm a winner I'm a stunna'
    I'm so seasoned nigga
    I could choke the winter out the summer
    Nigga I'm so fly my pictures should be under pilots
    The way I (eye) ball I should be under eyelids
    Never should I just be under minded
    Wonder where your girl is nigga
    Prolly under my dick
    You must of bumped your head
    Kill em that's what my sponsor said
    Rarely do I sleep but when I do it's under monsters beds
    Want me chop it down cause I'm choppin' on them folks
    Stay the fuck up out my business hit this chopper on your nose
    Chop em chop em down like frenchie bitch
    Come chop it up with los we get them birds like we cal ripken
    Then we chop em down to o's (BALTIMORE ORIOLES)
    Out the 410 what's poppin bitch
    You droppin down them poles
    I paint that chevy body blue
    Like papa smurf without no clothes
    Uh, white top white top,
    My drop top get your wife popped
    We fist fight get your knife out [?] ock [?]
    And you just might lose your light (POP)
    I peel off the top with my bare hands
    My trunk beat like bear slaps
    Get more head then Bayer aspirin
    Y'all niggas bite like bear traps
    Slap her on her bare ass
    Say she can not bare it
    Boy don't get embarrassed
    I'm in furs more then bear shit
    Say he love that hoe that's just a handyman
    So many niggas in that pussy call it mini van
    No really damn
    I put 50 cent inside her pussy it played many men
    I'm a get rich die tryin'
    That slick shit I drive by it
    And they ask me what's my swag high
    Say shit bitch I'm skydiving, it's going down
    My flow cold as common
    But this ain't a common cold that's going round
    Uh, I out class you widdles
    I'm goin back to ZERO
    I'm like a black deniro
    I'm half past a hero
    I'm bout to lap the track
    I'm bout to smash the stereo-types (sterotypes),
    I'm nice, fuck em, twice
    No bullshit I'm insane try not to trigger me
    My father took a bullet to the brain
    I hate chall I love rap
    I love ya'll I hate rap
    I'm fucked up I take that
    I slow down and let the rhythm find me
    So I stop writing cause it live inside me

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