Red Alert

Shells from out the weapon on the motherfucking floor Fucking all equipped we start that mother fucking war Coming with that action battle everything a sport Rattle out them shells and he be ducking even more Savior none he is lost Bullet thru the semi Speaking ever so clear Got that everclear habit Hold it ever so clear Boy we bringing up the havoc on whatever your fear Put all the things aside Mercenaries pushing limits all night All right have a seat hold on tight You're all just raw Just some unseasoned shit Then you screech into the void Like some unbelievable bitch Like Do you hear that siren Do you hear the Mercs arriving It's not funny is it It's more unsettling creepy Do you hear that siren Do you hear the Mercs arriving It's not funny is it It's more unsettling creepy Lost in space Mayday My ship broke on its way All your troops They will faint Mercenaries till my grave Load up my blasta Smoke skunk like a rasta Hang you with tha force Ay you gotta call me masta Its the mando bitch Fuck your fandom shit Shoot a laserstrip Bitch I cannot whiff Work hard play hard Ball like a maniac Ki charge Depart Armorbelt Bullets strap Tekken shit Low kick hits Counterhit Launch him quick Till they call me king of iron fist ay fuck yuh Do you hear that siren In the depth im stridin Keep it lowkey Whats beneath Watch your troops they dying Do you hear that siren In the depth im stridin Keep it lowkey Whats beneath Watch your troops they dying Sounding every siren in the palace Now the enemies are riding with a glock and purple masks Using every tactic just to break up in the side Equipping to the belt is flashes and a flask Needles in the arms of every fallen member Rappers that just speaking thru celebrate broadcasts Broadcasts Feel as though everything coming our way once mercs put steps on the floor Take me out the farce, hey Thats another story Pray for your soul to come with you Trapped in a black hole You can see shit Send the lord send for help May the gods remember about you I pathetic will be the one left Things are about to get a bit hard Cosmic death for you You ain't get no peace Pussy you get damned Bitch we with the fleet Let me be Cutting out the competition next to me Wiping off the dust and you ain't doing nothing credibly Off of the head no thought to be had Got a knot in his throat he can't talk it's a fact Do you hear that siren Do you hear the Mercs arriving It's not funny is it It's more unsettling creepy Do you hear that siren Do you hear the Mercs arriving It's not funny is it It's more unsettling creepy Gimme room like territory I'm in the hummer looking odd with thirty legs you think I can afford it Gimme rose like ceremony Shimmy that guess 184 degrees I test it again cause my next set of ends Count it it mess with my sense See no end I wanna let it up out the gutter Pretend I'm not dead when I pull up out the covers Sending me back and I do it Like given Youre too late to come in and fuck it Gimme the comeback I come on the back and I get it again