Lyrics:
on the far side of the river
Then John Riley and two hundred more Irish mercenaries
And they cast their lot, right or not, south of the Rio Grande
and mercenaries
Them corners is legendary (yeah)
Them birds ain't talkin' Larry (nah)
Them prices, them bitches vary (haha)
White, ain't talkin' dairy (nah)
If you question where I'm headed, then your body comes up missin'
Bullets hissin', bodies twistin', in the ground you will get buried
Mercenary
Mursday, kill 'em
Yeah, technicians, mercenaries, believers, strangers, let's go
Provadil, thirteen-hundredth block
Where you from? From my
gettin' too eager, ho
Stamp it like it's my visa
Cheefin' off of these berries
When the world gets heavy and it hurts to carry
I'm her Midnight Mercenary
chase a dream that's deep like space
To conquer then escape from this place without a trace (uh, uh)
But I await to face personal mercenaries
Bounty
(murderers) and burglarers (burglarers)
Mercinaries (mercenaries) you ain't never scary (never scary)
I be locked down in jail eatin commisary
Have yo' body
mercenaries, I'm ready to ounce, I'm laying
For this money, I'll rake in the stakes, while they pulling the port
Pay me money I ain't taking no shorts
It's
and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for
night stand
Formula music, girly guile
Genuine junk food for juveniles
Up and down the dial
Mercenary style
I watched the stars chuck down their
apart at their roots
Beyond all this good is the terror
The grip of a mercenary hand
When savagery turns all good reason
There's no turning back, no
apart at their roots
Beyond all this good is the terror
The grip of a mercenary hand
When savagery turns all good reason
There's no turning back, no
salty swingers standin' on a bathroom floor
Slidin' and glidin' as she passed by my window
She was a female mercenary comin' home from war
The ultimate
I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of hell
Now i'm king
Mursday, kill 'em
Yeah, technicians, mercenaries, believers, strangers, let's go
Provadil, thirteen-hundredth block
Where you from? From my
Yo, it's like, the Mercenary gettin' down (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
And we got, Dave Banner gettin' down
And we got, Maseo gettin' down (oh, oh, oh,
revolutionary
And I don't want my people to be tricked my mercenaries
Brother you're right, you're right, you're right, you're right, you're so right
We
payin' in gold
I guess a man's got to do what he's best at
Ain't found nothin' better so far
Been called mercenaries and men with no country
Just
Is it the lies?
Is it the style?
It's a mercenary territory
I wish you knew the story
I've been out here so long dreamin up songs
I'm
and surrender
The people can trace what they did in my face
But they're just pretenders
They told me mercenary action today
Is a line as simple and pure
But
to be
Such a mercenary
She's scheming inside
Can't stop the wheels turning
Been through it before
There's no profit or learning
She's not really
Mercenaries are useless, disunited
Unfaithful they have nothing more to keep
Them in a battle other than a meager wage
Which is just about enough
bruh, what's up, man?
Yo, my name is Wonder Why (and I'm the-)
They call me Mercenary De La (alright)
They call me Kelvin Mercer
But, whatever, you
forget
In an age of the mercenary
In the same home where the river swallows the sea
That's where we'll be
With guns
Buy it
Into the age
Of scrutiny
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