Hit 'Em Kill 'Em Shoot 'Em Dead

Follow 2 fans

Merkules

Cole Stevenson, known by the stage name Merkules, is a Canadian rapper from Surrey, British Columbia. He is known for his "hangover-rap" style of music. more »

3:48

21 Views

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the f*ck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead

These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the f*ck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead

The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets 
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)

I'm a psychopath, I let the rifle blast 
First I cyph and gas and then I light the match
I'm goin' ape shit, I'm taking to many prescriptions 
Got thirty six in my mouth again like I came in from Memphis
I'm in your face at the dentist, I'm at the table with winners 
And now the scope got a lens like I'm taking a picture, like
Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em
If they really want beef, I
Buck 'em, buck 'em

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the f*ck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead

These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the f*ck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead

Yeah, yo
Rap sort of Lambo in the garage, rambo 
They want a spot, they get blown like cigars
Never broke, cash flows goin' harder than the homies on the yard 
Y'all are phony, ya facade
Where blood's thicker than water, welcome to Hell's Kitchen 
Brick so big it's on scale you weigh yourself with
I slang salt water to a beach 
Host is the hand up, God Father in the street 
Whole squad is a lead, I pull a chopper at the sea
Block, block, I top shotter, getting dollars like I'm Meech
The real Meech, the real chopper, the real Tony
The OG in the steel 
Homie, you kill softly, youngs flange
Y'all ain't fuckin' with prince
Gotta constantly make casket for these rappers on my dick, ah
I'm the boss, what they gonna say now?
I'm no plug, no wire, this is not PayPal nigga

The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets 
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)

Bang-bang, motherfucker, bang-bang (yeah)
Chain slang, I'm just trynna maintain (that's right)
Fucked up, I can't never stay sane
But you know that I'm the illest in my whole campaign
Shots rang through the window of your whip 
Yeah, we really with the shits
Bullets filling up the clip, got the pistol on my hip like (brah)
Like the beef in the freezer, I'm raw
You just tough on screen like Deniro 
In the city where I'm from I'm a motherfuckin' hero (facts)
I'm still good in the hood like my hands are clean 
And I'm known to catch bodies like a trampoline 
Gasoline in the truck if these cats want beef 
Y'all belong in the movie, you just actin' G (fugazi)
Yeah, let the lions out the cage
Put the fire in your face when I'm lighting up the stage
Bang-bang

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live

Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live

Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck

Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck

Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck

Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com