SAINT PRAGA

[Hook]
Merchant of death, come through
Pull up and peal off, we shoot
Shot so fast too soon
Call me darkness, I bring gloom (Ooh)
Merchant of death, come through
Pull up and peal off, we shoot
Shot so fast too soon
Call me darkness, I bring gloom (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
No rhyme or reason that he dead
But we heard from a friend that he was a fed
No need to be upset; cutting off heads
If you don't care, we ain't never break bread
You hoes always seem to crash
I'ma do it all for the cash
And abitch take my things, never that
N—n—n—never, never, never bro
Never catch me lacking, there's a fucking code
Middle finger in your face, if you ain't—ain't know
A life of moving round and crime paying, though
Selling to my hood back, asking me for mo'
Can't get me or tell me, you gon' cut my throat
Feeling like Sopranos, dumping bodies off boats

[Hook]
Merchant of death, come through
Pull up and peal off, we shoot
Shot so fast too soon
Call me darkness, I bring gloom (Ooh)
Merchant of death, come through
Pull up and peal off, we shoot
Shot so fast too soon
Call me darkness, I bring gloom (Ooh)

[Verse 2]
Slide to your bitch, you ain't see her fold
Now you wanna diss me 'cause I got a little cold
Shit done changed, don't ever say we bros
HCC the regime, ain't a better fucking team
Slide to your bitch, you ain't see her fold
Now you wanna diss me 'cause I got a little cold
Shit done changed, don't ever say we bros
HCC the regime, ain't a better fucking team