Z-10 Lyrics – MERCENARIES

Z-10 Lyrics by MERCENARIES

Keep us spinnin’ like a helicopter
We all Jenova you can call us mother
The world’s f#cked we the visualizer
I been smoking on that mid

Pissin on your corpse, I f#cking sin
Twenty-six years deep in mud
Like you know I never cared
Heli pulling up its time to wake

Pathetic piece of sh#t
Stand up and get hit
Bounties paid with blood money
Locked up in a cage why he acting chummy

Tryna play us he must think we dummies
He’ll think this pole is comedy ’cause it sounds hella funny
Mission completed I’m tying up another bag
Went to catch some bogeys now they’re putting up the white flag

Never took us serious they think it’s all a gag
When we catch him lackin’ we gon make his body sag
Keep us spinnin’ like a helicopter
We all Jenova you can call us mother

The world’s f#cked we the visualizer
Your time has come to leave
This infected world
Don’t tell me that you’re proud

You’re just another f#cking leech
Your time has come to leave
This infected world
Don’t tell me that you’re proud

You’re just another f#cking leech
Royalty on b#tches with the affluence so make way
Homie f#cking grinding only grinding for a pay raise
Sending out a decoy have em looking in the same place

Extermination attitude my boy we finna lay waste
f#cking f#ck
Biting on your nails until you turn em into bloody stumps
Take it back a couple years I’m going back to huffing dust

Blow a hole right thru his ears that sh#t be wide as f#cking sl#ts
Keep us spinnin’ like a helicopter
We all Jenova you can call us mother
The world’s f#cked we the visualizer

Ay putting the nail in ya coffin
Crossing off the name of the list of the people that I’m offing
f#cking yo career for a profit
Watching you grief over sh#t you achieved which is nothing

You need coke for your music?
Regular p#ss# it’s amusing
Think about the crew that you’re choosing
Backstabbing f#cks everywhere, b#tch what did you think?

Hit the dance floor imma leave the party bloody
Chopper is pansexual way the barrel kissing everybody
Got your head in the wheels of my humvee
Suck me cut me leave me dizzy leave me clumsy

All these leeches on my toes
And they smelling so fishy, can’t fix me I’m not even broken
You bloated you not my opponent
We know it now get your Glock loaded your brain getting blown out
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MERCENARIES Lyrics – Z-10

MERCENARIES

Z-10