Lyrics:
The dead wood
The bad rot
Or find another love
Mercenary people
Messing with my heart
Nasty little devils
Always interfere with ours
I will survive
Despite
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
Mercenary
Soldier of pain
Banish abomination
We slaughter the whores
We use their poisoned blood to enchant him
Demon
Serpent
Leviathan
Take him
Stone-cold bloody mercenaries to the death
Brimstone and fire falls from the sky
Doomsday comes crashing in the air tonight
Kingdom of hate
Kingdom
no regret
More coins inside her hands.
One time to own respect
Now mercenary she stands.
I'm no boy stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
no regret
More coins inside her hands.
One time to own respect
Now mercenary she stands.
I'm no boy stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace.
They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star.
Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl
want to go to war!!!
[Master P]
No Limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
Tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
Colonel,
sigh with no regret
More coins inside her hands
One time to learn respect
Now mercenary she stands
I'm no boy
Stealing pennies from the poor
with killers and G's
the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin'
thug niggas 3rd ward Caliope where we hangin'
ghetto's soldiers mercenary we
Evil
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
by minutes
Flesh by the pound
I got a mind of my own and I need to enjoy
Something that the mercenaries can't destroy
I don't know where
apart
Under the house
Mercenary
Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga
Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers
[Master P]
Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers
You've got lip-service tributaries
You've got death-fetish mercenaries
You hold the tickets to the cemetaries
You're big and bad and scary
But people
of the sentimental mercenary
Let bitter silence infect your wound
I am the assassin
I am the assassin
I am the assassin
Assassin
You are a sentimental mercenary in a free
the assassin, my friend
You were a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone parading a hollywood conscience
You were a fashionable objector with a uniform
don't have to be so mercenary so cruel
I'm only just now learning this myself
Won't you be good to me? won't you be fair?
Won't you be sweet, won't
fucking rough
It's how you land
Not how you fall... [Repeat: x 2]
Incendiary...
Mercenary...
Seeing red, you turn to ashes
Eclipse comes, blot out
and keepin it hood
Firearms we packin, this is military mindstate
that's ready for action we mercenaries and assassins (blastin)
Clashin, smash out right
And rusted steel
Boundless mountains
Make you his meal
Faithless stranger
Burning light
Cryin' women
No more life
You're a mercenary
And that's your
Fucking rough
It's how you land
Not how you fall (2x)
Incendiary
Mercenary
Seeing red
You turn to ashes
Eclipse comes
Blot out the sun
You crash
Fate silent warriors sleeping souls will arise
Once forgotten soldiers come to life
Fallen mercenary, dormancy is done
Not content with wars we
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