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letra de gaza - merky ace

[intro]
yo
know who it is
merky ace
gaza master
inside
dun know
hold tight [?] inside
who said man can’t do tunes with choruses and still call it grime?

[chorus]
if i draw my ting out here
i’ll turn this place into gaza
hold it down, blud, i’m the master
before your body drops just like pastor
no, you won’t need a plaster
get clapped in your dome, no getting up after
boom, aim for the head like master
clap, leave your son with no father

[verse 1]
i’ll bun out your chest like wray & nephew
duppy your sister and your two nephews
man wanna come here hyping to me?
telling you, rudeboy, that’s quite stressful
squeeze off eight and turn a man stencil
full up with lead like a school kid’s pencil
onto the war like a settee
but i move shin-bi like tenshin
sometimes, i keep it moving like djs
pull up the beat and reload while t sprays
couldn’t really give two sh-ts what he says
that’s the bottom line like stone cold steve says
normal, that’s the sound of a deep brain
normal, that’s the sound of the street ways
step inna my path, get skied, you’ll see sp-ce
put tears on your mum’s eyes like c8

[verse 2]
and i do this easy
merky’s young but not like jeezy
merky’s little but not like weezy
i’m the little sh-t that’s bricking up tts
banging everyone but not like tt
while i was out there grinding
you man were watching toys and e.t
busting moonwalks to the jackson cd
brought your long ting like logan and cheeky
sn-tch a man’s chain, i’m sneaky, can’t see me
zephron, the hardest level, can’t beat me
man ah shank-shank like the boys from e3, but
my sector is blue
se13, to the ends, i’m true
out there everyday, don’t see you
when i do, gonna dump like i don’t love you

[verse 3]
i’ll laugh in the face of bad luck
walk on three drains, say f-ck bad luck
ain’t got bad luck, can’t reach good luck
as the sh-lls eat your face and shout out bad luck
call me the dentist, i’ve got the teeth tucked
in school, i had to gas all the shanks up
man ain’t police but i wanna see your hands up
and if i see hands down
i’ll tear through your crown, take man’s bounty
make man spin around like james brown
get down, get down, but i ain’t ogz
two gun buck give you black eyes just like p’s
my boy shot birds, no, he didn’t shoot trees
if you ever saw what the skeng done to the b
definitely wouldn’t be looking at me
like say merky ace was stevie

- merky ace

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