Merkules - The Black Lodge lyrics

[Verse 1] Apathy: I've been fresh never lettin' the pen rest My words hold more weight than the Hulk could bench press Wolverine healing, hacking at men's flesh I'm riding horseback in a war rocking a headdress There's Blackfoot in my blood you'll get bludgeoned And left with the buzzards in mud with flies buzzing Y'all don't want nothing you bugging I'm like a cold war Russian With his finger on a nuclear bu*ton Dirtier than a dungeon I'm bu*tf**ing a munchkin I'm a problem with production, no discussion, I'm disgusting Paralyzing on percussion y'all cussing cuz Ap's coming On a s*utty track cumming that's very unbecoming Cutting up your guts and your blood and I'll start summoning A demon out the depths where the sulfur and lava bubbling Humbling you humans like Zeus with clouds thundering Hovering over blocks y'all are hustling and I'm studying People like an alien scientist overcome you with violence As long as I exist I rule with an iron fist So f** the small talk take you on a long walk Out in a field and crucify you on a cornstalk [Verse 2] Suave Ski: Pile on the bodies stretched out like Pilates Stressed out grab the shotty, get iced by the Gottis I'm connected with the most reckless don't disrespect this Get toasted like Texas and hang you by your necklace Yes this is the violent truth the wild in youth Creating H-bombs inside of the booth Lyrically drilling 'em, k**ing 'em, such a resilient villain Filling 'em with a million shots ready or not I'm like ISIS on the border or ebola in your water This the New World Order cutting your lifespan shorter I'm sort of a rebel yeah I sold my soul to the Devil At the temple and now I took it to a whole nother' level Spittin' liquid metal, you don't wanna beef with the kid I summon zombies out the ground and start eating ya ribs And if you wanna fight fair we can meet where you live I separate all of your body parts and feed em' to pigs [Verse 3] Merkules: Your faulty pistols ain't got nothing when I'm launching missiles These bombs will hit you to confidante when you got an issue The Glock will split you, you're not official, I'm non-gristle Your squad will miss you softer than when your momma kiss you So talking down I get you folded like a laundromat Show up at your culdesac they know that I'm the boss of that I plan to profit, catastrophic every time I handle topics The cash they market is garbage I'm going after targets f**ing heartless sparring with all my inner demons I'm Santa Claus with an atom bomb and it's Christmas evening I pull my dick out swinging and now your chick is fiending She knows that Merk will make her squirt until it hits the ceiling So gimme reason you'll be sure to get your jaw broken My bars doper than raw coke in a straw snort it I'm not joking your squad nod off a small dosage And I can sense it like cop dogs when the jar open Merk...