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letra de thirteen - merky ace

[chorus]
m-e-r to the k-y
m-e-r to the k-y, a-c-e
m-e-r to the k-y
m-e-r to the k from the deep blue sea
m-e-r to the k-y
m-e-r to the k, not from e3
m-e-r to the k-y
m-e-r to the k from se13
m-a-d m-a-x
m-a-d m-a-x, man get bax
m-a-d m-a-x
m-a-d m-a-x, dressed in black
m-a-d m-a-x
m-a-d m-a-x, deep in flats
m-a-d m-a-x
m-a-d m-a-x, speaking facts

[verse 1]
made man dash at rinse
made man dash at radar
if it was back in the day
he would’ve jumped off the roof on déjà
said that you know about merky
but you don’t know about aisa
big shank, cs gas
and an inside-out laker
now i ride up with mashed potato
tryna turn a pagan’s chest to a crater
one eye closed, squat, squeeze
see you later
you nuh wan’ see me snap like ‘dile
bet you thought i was gonna say
the other animal that’s similar
tell a girl plug i ain’t taking her cinema
stamp man’s face till i break my fibula, whoa
now my white ones all red
nearly k!lled man with a heel to the head
heel to the head, heel to the head
man had to pull me off and then said
“what’d you do that for?”
told man “what do you tek dis for?”
if they wanna beef, man ah tek dis far
’cause i sell food out there, up suh
mek a one beat and spit two bar
dig out gyal in their own car
that i don’t partic-p-te in war
whoa, wah?
love for the law? not round here, star
opps next door, not friends inside
go to the bush, get the ting, then ride
gardener where? never did find
parked off nice
they chew khat and smoke spice
we link cats, curry and rice
get cheap food, add on price
or break down, make back twice
mum told me that i can’t get nits
bet you thought i was gonna say lice
yeah, man’s black, dressed in black
come from the blue, bathe in blue
i see red, you leak red
boys in blue came, we blew
duck from feds, run at youts
gyal suck my hood
from the side, like it’s flute
i grips glute, burst, then scoot, whoa

[verse 2]
ain’t e3, that’s my darg c
we do road, dem man mc
he’s washed up but he sounds like me
’cause his web history’s full of a-c-e
bad round there, round here, it’s peak
our wasteman badder than your gs
laugh in his face if he spits greaze
’04, he never would have went mcd’s
die before i have dead battery
roll up there with choch on me
clear gl-sses, cufflink sleeves
man cut through, mek wop leave
asked me my name
i said leon, tre said steve
punch up a boy on the main road, same way
if he’s tryna duck and he owes me ps
what the ras? what the bumba?
strike down just like lightning and thunder
when i rise up my ting from under
my coat and from over my jumper
mek man boogey like the bar rumba
then turn stiff and go under
six foot deep, i do not stutter
say it with my chest, i don’t mutter
f-ck dem man and their mother
and their likkle baby sister
bet you thought i was gonna say brudda
f-ck him too and tell that b-tch shut up
if she don’t wanna see you get b-tt up
close down shutter
anywhere i step, man step with the cutter
2am, lurking with the brucker, whoa

- merky ace

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