Mad Max - Merky Ace

Man call them squad, better yet, call them gang

Don’t bother if you see them weird man

Cuh man’s getting tanned, touch any one of man’s fam

That’s a certain blam blam blam

Don’t bother try rat, come to the place where you’re at

Leave you laying there dead, face flat

What I spit is all facts, bally showing eyes and lips

Swap with one that don’t show jack

Gotta keep it sly, niggas will grass up your guys

Man call dem ting disguise

See me with a mask, know that somebody ah go die

Not on a long ting, no lie

Man keep it real, I ain’t tryna have a man squeal

When I start move Shaq O’Neill

No NBA, donnies getting blasted away

When I come to the place that they stay

I swear on my life that I don’t play with a knife

You can get shanked up in your side

Or up in your throat, trust me, it ain’t no joke

Think twice 'fore you’re up in man’s boat

I ain’t new to the war, new to the guts and gore

From day, I’ve been rattling jaws

More time, tryna trap, tryna make more like the track

Got the stack where the power’s all at

You can still get jerked if you’ve got bricks of the work

And you ain’t tryna friend a man first

Man might cop one, then in a second, you’re done

Don’t care for your goons that come

Cause this ting 'ere will push man in the air

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere

Darg, it’s not a ting, bring who you wanna bring

I’ll rise the swing ting and cave man in

Dem boy just residents

Never rep, no regiments

Say that they’re real but it’s excrement

Cause they was on me when I pressed on 'em, lean on

Any pussy boy lack, I’ll strain man’s steam on

Any badboy wannabes get squeezed on

Turn the heat on or cold feet, don

Get thumped in the mouth that you speak greaze from

Man come to the south and you’ll see what we’re on

Nuttin' like dem dons cause I’m really out here

While them batty boys just be hiding in there

I’ll put a sore on man’s lips for talking that shit

You can get your neck blown off

Max ain’t off the roads, I’ve flown off

Call my phone, I’ve turned my ringtone off

Return the call, ring your doorbell with shots

I’m really the most

Three bills, a grenade in the post

No verse’ll make you come close

Real shit, no, it ain’t no hoax

When it’s time to ride, dem boy ghost

But me, I’m in love with the toast

Before I started bringing it on moves

It was shanks and rare naked chokes

But now it’s gun bucks and gun smoke, normal

I don’t give a fuck about anyone’s life if it’s not FT out

Trust me, darg, you don’t wan' draw me out

Cuh me, T, E will be outside, all three out slide

JB’s inside and it hurts my heart

Cuh he would’ve helped me done your clart

But I want him out so I won’t even start, mi done talk

(Free JB

Yeah)

Say it how it is but I ain’t dry snitching

I’m gonna pitch him

On sight, I ain’t on a tock and tick ting

Dem boy dere talking 'bout

They can’t do it till adrenaline’s kicked in

What?

Fuck that, man are lifting, cliff ting

Absent without leave, missing

FT’s so sickening pissening

Pussy weren’t listening so we got rid of him

Think I need Ritalin cuh I’m too hype like a little’un

Do it for the cash, I get it in

If you got a stash, I’ll be there

And it will get teared in a flash

Why you tryna act like you ain’t scared of mash

When we know that your girlfriend’s got you on smash?

Squeeze the hair off your 'tache

Power bomb like Kevin Nash

Don’t turn your back on the wolfpack

Cuh when we beat off then your fassy will fall flat