The Black Lodge

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Apathy
 I've been fresh never lettin' the pen rest
 My words hold more weight than the hulk can benchpress
 Wolverine healing factor that mends flesh
 I'm riding horseback into war rocking a headdress
 There's black food in my blood you get bludgent
 And left to the buzzars in the mud where the flies buzzing
 Y'all don't want nothing I'm bugging
 I'm like a cold war Russian, with his finger on the nuclear button
 Dirtier than the guns, and I'm buttfucking a munchkin
 I'm a problem with production no discussion I'm disgusting
 Paralyzing all percussion
 You're cussin' Cause ap's coming
 On a swatty (?)
 Very umbercoming?
 I'm cutting up your guts and your blood
 and I'll start summoning the demon out the depths
 With a (?) and lava's bubbling
 Humblin' through humans like Zeus when he cries thunder
 And hovering over box I'm hustlin' and I'm studying
 People like an alien scientist, overcome you with violence
 As Long As I Exist I rule with an iron fist
 Fuck the small talk, take you on a long walk
 Into a field and crucify you on a cornstalk
 Suave Ski
 Pile up the bodies, stretch out like pilates
 Stressed out grab the shawty bit ice on the gattis?
 I'm connected with the most reckless, don't disrespect this
 Get toasted like texas and hang you by your necklace
 Yes this is the violent truth, the wild in you
 For creating H-Bombs inside of the booth
 Lyrically drillin' I'm Killing, I'm such a resilient villain
 Fillin' up with a million shots ready or not
 I'm like isis on the border where we pull in your water
 This the new world order cutting your life span shorter
 I'm sort of a rebel, yeah I sold my soul to the devil
 Like the temple and now I took it to a whole other level
 Spittin' liquid metal, you don't wanna beef with the king
 I'll summon zombies out the ground that'll start eating your ribs
 And if you wanna fight fair we can meet where you live
 I'll separate all your body parts and feed them to pigs
 Merkules
 Your fucking pistols ain't got nothing when I'm launchin' missiles
 These rhymes will hit you the confedant when you got an issue
 The block will split you you're not official I'm not grizzled
 The squad will miss you, you softer than when your momma kiss you
 Talking down and you get folded like a laundromat
 Sure but you called the sack?, you know that I'm the boss of that
 I plan a profit, catastrophic, everytime I handle topics
 The cashly market is garbage?, I'm going after targets
 Fucking heartless borrowing all my inner demons
 I'm santa claus with an atom bomb durin' christmas evening
 I put my dick out swinging and now your chick is feeding
 She heard that Merk will make her squirt until it hits the ceiling
 So give me reason you'll be sure to get your jaw broken
 My boss doper than raw coke in a straw snort it
 I'm not joking your squad nod off a small dosage
 And I can sense it like cop dogs with the jar open
 Merk
 

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Duration
02:51
Key
10
Tempo
90 BPM

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