No Mercy - Gamble ft Black D & Camp Bell - Page 3

Sho Money EMG · 08-22-2014, 12:47 AM

No Mercy ft. Blacketh & Camp Bell

Gamble

No mercy. I'm headed to quitting this searching for a soul journey.. cold turkey
Pure angel dust, making fucks hang it up... That Clyde Frazier touch.. Home jersey.
Madison square.. I'm strapping my gear when them savages near
penmanship equivalent to the wrath of a bear.. Turn your marriage to a crappy affair.
Code name ISIS.. Barbaric acts of violence to ya main homies
Faggots is scared.. Have you gasping for air like Nick Berg and James Foley.
Slashing knives slash crackin spines.. pain is what you'll agonize
We was led here to spread fear like HAMAS an Hesbalah in Palastine.
No respect.. the way we treat conservatives, my peeps be murderous
So learn ya spot, or we'll turn your block to the streets of Ferguson.

.. U heard me bish?!

Black D.

cold turkey on whole wheat, it makes me so thirsty
then i drink a ginger ale and slide up in your hoe dirty
mac 11, 12 gauge, counting to chrome 30
mass murders. eating hamburgers with the whole clergy
write like Leonidas. 3 hunna my flow Xerxes
your main lady giving me top, see....no turvy
to the point when we meet up in public she grows flirty
put that pussy in a figure-4 lock, with no mercy.........

Camp Bell

i'm a cannibal with samoan strength, when these hands go astray...
my fingers start stampeding bars, scheming up egregious thoughts
bleeding, i'll feed a sea of sharks a beating heart then hannibal a brain
i got the stamina of bane, beating PETA cops down to animal remains
..camel toes cant brandish cans campbell own or trample on my name
i'm slinging shots of cancer clones, famine broke, the anecdotes get ate
i hand sell co...but wait, it's ben stiller in a chinchilla, damaged poker face
zoolander mode with my own brand of coke, bout to handsome dope away
it gets realer, i kill killers who kill killers and you killed killa is the big picture
call the man with the brigade, hammers and grenades with the pin missing
ima be the ghost; holding toast and posted with the phantom at the wake
my wind shifting, im in this space on this cloud, raining on the annual parade

This wrath you can't contain... We laughing in your face.

08-22-2014, 12:47 AM	#1
Sho Money EMG Senior Member Join Date: May 2013 Location: Zooyork Posts: 2,124 Battle Record: 7-12 Rep Power: 0	No Mercy - Gamble ft Black D & Camp Bell No Mercy ft. Blacketh & Camp Bell Gamble No mercy. I'm headed to quitting this searching for a soul journey.. cold turkey Pure angel dust, making fucks hang it up... That Clyde Frazier touch.. Home jersey. Madison square.. I'm strapping my gear when them savages near penmanship equivalent to the wrath of a bear.. Turn your marriage to a crappy affair. Code name ISIS.. Barbaric acts of violence to ya main homies Faggots is scared.. Have you gasping for air like Nick Berg and James Foley. Slashing knives slash crackin spines.. pain is what you'll agonize We was led here to spread fear like HAMAS an Hesbalah in Palastine. No respect.. the way we treat conservatives, my peeps be murderous So learn ya spot, or we'll turn your block to the streets of Ferguson. .. U heard me bish?! Black D. cold turkey on whole wheat, it makes me so thirsty then i drink a ginger ale and slide up in your hoe dirty mac 11, 12 gauge, counting to chrome 30 mass murders. eating hamburgers with the whole clergy write like Leonidas. 3 hunna my flow Xerxes your main lady giving me top, see....no turvy to the point when we meet up in public she grows flirty put that pussy in a figure-4 lock, with no mercy......... Camp Bell i'm a cannibal with samoan strength, when these hands go astray... my fingers start stampeding bars, scheming up egregious thoughts bleeding, i'll feed a sea of sharks a beating heart then hannibal a brain i got the stamina of bane, beating PETA cops down to animal remains ..camel toes cant brandish cans campbell own or trample on my name i'm slinging shots of cancer clones, famine broke, the anecdotes get ate i hand sell co...but wait, it's ben stiller in a chinchilla, damaged poker face zoolander mode with my own brand of coke, bout to handsome dope away it gets realer, i kill killers who kill killers and you killed killa is the big picture call the man with the brigade, hammers and grenades with the pin missing ima be the ghost; holding toast and posted with the phantom at the wake my wind shifting, im in this space on this cloud, raining on the annual parade This wrath you can't contain... We laughing in your face. __________________ Sho Money \| Camp Bell Team Alpha EMG This site is whack