Ghetts - No Mercy lyrics

No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo Viola Davis, man will get away with murder (Di-di-di) I know the pagans wan' try take things further (Di-di-di) Try know the basics before you use that burner (Di-di-di) Old school jump out gang bang, pull up and skrrer (Woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Colt 45 for your head top (Woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Hmm, more life and less opps (Woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Tour guide, I'll show you the best of (Woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Then I pick back up where I left off No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo COV where the streets ain't pretty Round here you get killed by nitties Touch down for not minding your business Out here you're a clown, indoors you beat up your gyal Silly likkle bwoy Beef who live where silly likkle bwoy How many eediat boys get touched 'cah they took me for silly likkle bwoy Oi, come here, silly likkle bwoy Oi, tell me 'bout jugg, what? Show me the racks you stacked from the trap, likkle bwoy What you know about WAPs, likkle bwoy? Melanin mode, don't follow no code, my code You know I ride for my bro, still Bad man don't talk, move low, low Bad man don't slow, move pronto Man samusa with the hammer, woah Give a fu*k 'bout Henry the Who No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo The kickbacks mad call me Van Damme Vroom the madman And we don't know nothing 'bout pressure And dawg, we don't know about mercy Unless she's blick and thick and thirsty Woo-doo-doo muh from early The ambulance still 'pon journey I want more blood 'pon gurney Who could intercept my journey? No one Fill this one up to the T Vroom skrr with KD, that's me Uh, jump on his head, attack him Mind yourself, do you know what you're rapping? Uh And yes, I'm feeling like Ghetts 'Cah I make the gyaldem sing for me Mad ting beat, sing for me (Ah) No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo No motherfu*king mercy, doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo