Текст песни Time to Shine (feat. Depth Strida, Navvvi & Lord Distortion) - Mercenaries

Stridin' through the depth I need no rest, no
Watch me open up a fuckers chest, now
People wanna rap to get some head, oh
Thinkin' that they gonna drive that lambo
Oh what the fuck
Soundcloud full of stupid cucks
Mercenaries like a drug
You get addicted and you're fucked
Easy as it is bitch
Rockin' like limp bizkit
You're sweet as biscuit
Still you talk bout "Misfit"
You about that gang shit?
Show me, I cant see it

Mercenaries on the line
Now its time to fucking shine
Mercenaries read the signs
Otherwise you die tonight
Mercenaries on the line
Now its time to fucking shine
Mercenaries read the signs
Otherwise you die tonight

A pulse without a hate fuck
Thats prime
You a pawn within the matrix
Thats fine
You a monumental heirloom
In time
And the folding of the hym tomb
All mine
And its all in the womb as you cough up the flem
Its apparent the men have divided thy friend
Ive seen pictures and images calling you phony
A station of play toys you actin liek sony
Searching for a pay day
Watch me as I flank strait
Every single skill fade
I am not perfect
Everything they do is stole
Working me, I say "Foh"
Claiming im the greatest its subtle man
Pull the car over let jesus just take the wheel
I swore it before and ill swear it again
If my hands touch your neck I will never resent

Mercenaries on the line
Now its time to fucking shine
Mercenaries read the signs
Otherwise you die tonight
Mercenaries on the line
Now its time to fucking shine
Mercenaries read the signs
Otherwise you die tonight

Snuff flick vile-er
Gun click light disperse
His cell phone got no signal it's a one hit silencer
People will be thinking that its one big firework
Fuck shit going on
Dump him by the worms
Cells for his war crimes
Water board hog tied
Bottled up shore side
Found him on the floor like
Od'd parents
Mercenaries in the back door
Hinges off the house
I'll be moving in for that score
Cocaine and codeine
We locate your whole team
And blow face
Theres no trace
Your whole state below me
Load graze his dome piece
And no way
Theres no way
Your so lame
And oh what you say is balogne
Steady I've been putting in the work
And the facts are that couldn't make a dent
I've been out here sitting in the dirt
I'm the reason that you couldn't make a bet