Merky Lemon

[Verse]
Why oh why oh why?
You stupid chiraq wannabe waste of a sideman
Any excuse for a mic man
Came in the game as a next man’s hypeman
Kicked out the game and he’s still not back in
But the crack must’ve made him think he’s gonna white man
You was talking about me so much
That you would’ve thought this batty boy wants to wife man
Stop that, all of this online talking
Stop that, all of this get-along gang ting
Stop that, I heard he spilled juice in his yard
Then he just put his dreads on the floor
And then mopped that
Won’t stop firing shots when I cock back
Merky was catting for the war, well, I've got that
Stop telling girls that “ruff’s the new buff”
Cuh whеn they take pictures of you, thеy crop that
Hold on, wait? who is he?
Why’s he tryna war Jammz when he’s still
In a coma from J1, blud, is he silly?
Raskit must’ve signed him out of pity
Merky said he was in the trap house trapping
He’s a liar, he was there doing crack with the nitties
And I heard he was in the trap beating his cats
On a bareback ting, no rubber on willy
Cuh the yout’s boring me, you can’t war with me
My name ain’t Ricky, and you’re not Fiddy
Career’s all deadout, and you’re not Dizzee
And Jammz can’t run out of bars like Chippy
Merky soon rub out, you can’t talk to me
Gotta make chief, no Keef, realize
That it was a dumb move when you tried draw for me
But that’s why you should’ve moved sore for me
Merky fell off, and he can’t get no wheels
I don’t wanna know how that feels
Think that you’re bad cuh you got a couple dreads
Till I skrrr, put man’s dread under wheels like
Skrrr, put man’s dread under wheels
I done so much work this year
Let me take this Merky waste for a road kill
Don’t care if they’re telling me I've got no chill
And you’re saying that I sound like you
Are you taking the piss?
'Cause I don’t wanna sound like this
You sound like you’re taking Dizz
Fuck that, sounds like he’s taking a shit
All this talk about teefing flows
And we all know that the “ergh” lyric ain’t his
Furthermore, stop breading off Grim
Cuh right now your life is a myth
Wait, wait, what now?
Cool, so you done a little dub? (what now?)
Five years and you ain’t blown (what now?)
Tried to come back but you can’t without
Breading the youngers, but it’s all dead (what now?)
Ok, so your hair’s grown, what now?
King original, you tried to spar Kozzie
But you never got one sing-along (what now?)
Got signed but you’re still shit (what now?)
Get-along gang just failed (what now?)
Telling everybody that “ruff’s the new buff”
But the gyal dem still don’t care (what now?)
When I run up on the set, I don’t wanna hear big man screeching
Fam, it’s all dead (what now?)
You’ve been using the same 808s for about three years
Let it go, fam, it’s dead (what now?)

[Hook]
Wait, yes
Wait, yes
Wait, yes
When I say Merky, you say dead (dead)
Wait, yes, wait, yes
Wait, yes, wait, yes
Wait, yes, wait, yes
When I say Merky, you say dead (dead)

[Outro]
You get me?
Oi listen
I’m not doing no more dubs after this
I’m only doing one dub, you wanna carry this on?
We can do this on radio in the new year, innit
We’ll set up a time and a place and we can go bar-for-bar
But after that
I don’t wanna hear Merky spade tryna draw man out again
Because it’s not that time
You’re not a general for man, blud
Fall back