Текст песни Battlecry (feat. Navvvi, Mugxtsu, Prxpvne, Lord Distortion, Saint Sleep & Depth Strida) - nAvvvi , Lord Distortion , Papa Sleep , Mugxtsu , Depth Strida , Mercenaries

Calm the spirit cuz the demons rising not depending on a microscopic grippin rubber automatic now
The beckoning go static as the black room helm and she send you back to shadow realms
Calm your soul and pray for qualms
The beauty of a brainwash is that the people think they on a better cause but they never even thought
That this mercenary shit is just a ploy to get you on our mbt-70 and ride into the war brought
I find it courageous that I birthed up artists that slobbing off
Then yall compare me to em like they never started on my wave, love

Remember that hold up
When you nearly fucked up
Don't call me a bitch but
I really think you should not get up
I had to pay the price for myself
I had to do what you would not
Remember that hold up
When you nearly fucked up
Don't call me a bitch but
I really think you should not get up
I had to pay the price for myself
I had to do what you would not
And it's time to amend of your cry
Please get up or I feel I might die
Explications, I wait
Heavy sorrow, you have
Disoriented, I feel
Shame, you should sense
And it's time to amend of your cry
Please get up or I feel I might die

Do it merc
Do it merc
I'm about to pull up an homicide
Check my homo boyos
Got 11 bitches on my side
Retail victims for a rent
Above 40, check my line
Coming on a strida run
That escape will fit in a vine
I'm a slut all of the week
Sunday bitch I'm breaking spines
I put my wealth on a clique
Double that shit in a shine
Ride that motherfucker out of his house with an rpg
12 boys breaking down your fucking door like it's an arg

Pick a lock, and open up, a fucking pussy
Snake skin on top the bluff
That product pushing
Prolly catch me in the cut
We acting crooked
You can find us at the service spot
Homie hopping hurdles so we stop him with a warning shot
It's been never ending disrespect, pussy go die
You ain't ever been legit, you ain't ever in the right
Buddy hop up off of my dick you be jealous every time
You ain't ever been a subject less we laugh about you yikes
Get out of my comments you are nothing but a wannabe
Begging for a come up but your always staying under me
Flexing in your status but its smaller than a nothing b
Losing from the start you acting big it's looking funny bitch
If he saw the truth then he'd be sickened where the stomach is
Homies stay around him just record him for the fucking kicks
No one vibing with him they just talking it behind the scenes
He gotta lotta nerve to think that he be other than a slot machine
Doin all my dirt to cop a pot full of gold
Got nothing else but vision of a plot to unfold
I'm getting all these clicks while you got bots in a row
Run it up regardless from the fucking stops in the road

Big ass mg42
We don't go to war unless you intend to lose
Rally up the troops
Mercenaries rowdy
Party
With all the mercs
Force feed you dirt
Till you can't eat no more
Devil tried to sell me life insurance
Spin the glock around and put it in his face erase him off this planet planned to take this money to the grave
Kinda funny how you think you brave
Hear the battle cry you falling back
Empty mag end up with an empty bag
In a minute mercenaries cause division
Shhhhhhhhhhh
Keep it quiet sneak incision
Mercenaries on a mission
Night vision
We don't even care about our competition

Sitting on a tree with papa sleep we scout on enemies
Dirt on my face, keep the pace I'm on a killing spree
Knife on my hip, bandana in my face
If you spot the gunslinger it might be too late
Trapped inside the jungle
And im trapped inside my mind fuck
See a distant light flashing
That be our sniper
Waiting for a signal
Throw a flashbang
Turn your lights out
Mercenaries first division
Blackcash pays my hideout
It's not too late to just run away
We are hungry and we aiming for the fucking cake
One thing safe, that your clique is ain't
Mercenaries slay the other troops they are disgraced