i merc the mic, im earn stripes with every verse that i write
the term nice is used t describe the way i be hurt mics
ya heard it right, my murderous hurd'll rise jus t murder tribes
no word a lies, no burger n fries, but i be serving guys
im underground wit the worms n the termites
turn mics into ash n dust fam burn mics
urban life, cuts deeper than a surgeons knife
my advice to any yout on road is learn ya rights
i work the night shift shifting merchandise
swerve the fives, cos they wanna see me serving time
Tupac thumping out the ride the world is mine
insurgents arrive an we circling the serpent types
certified sick since my birth from the first night
the type t put the fire t ya grill - herb pipe
let the burner brighten up the spot till it burns ya eyes
ill leave ya holy man like ya reading sermons serving Christ
that dirty white cunt that's not concerned wit hype
when i verbalize a hundred thousand words surge my mind
every word i writes designed to hurt n slice
so what's your purpose in life? cos mines to murder mics
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"I MERC THE MIC"
in ways you wont be forgetting quick
"I MERC THE MIC"
the assassin im deaddin it
"I MERC THE MIC"
execute an beheading it
"I MERC THE MIC"
the grave digger i berry it
im the dark spawn leaving hearts torn in this art form
add to that the fact i run the streets like parkhall
so if ya start a war im really not arsed at all
i call my home Highbury my yard is a arsenal
the genuine article, you surviving is marginal
carving up ya corpse, the calmest storm, my mind cant be brought
my every ember an partial, is so remarkable
deadly carnivore, paint the carnival, cardinal
man start t brawl, as soon as i start t rap
send you into cardiac arrest give you a heart attack
i spit the hardest bars put my heart in every bar i rap
something like Arnie Swartz fam ill be back
the known arsonist, ya best t know ya part n
im a holy Spartan, killing pricks like Joey Barton
if i find you in my home or even roaming in my garden
im gunna shoot ya dead something like Tony Martin
im writing my bars in the constellations
concentrating having conversations with forgotten ancients
got ya face operation world domination
murdering mics is my occupation
HOOK: X2
"I MERC THE MIC"
in ways you wont be forgetting quick
"I MERC THE MIC"
the assassin im deaddin it
"I MERC THE MIC"
execute an beheading it
"I MERC THE MIC"
the grave digger i berry it
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024