TheOfficialMercenary - Ready to Die

{Chorus: Mercenary}
(Khronos, Khronos)
Revolver in your face, are you ready to die? (Die)
.50 with the scope, bitch you ready to fly? (Yeah)
Pin-point accuracy, shots to the eye (Eye)
Chopper to the head if he don't comply (Yea)

{Chorus: Mercenary}
Revolver in your face, are you ready to die? (Die)
.50 with the scope, bitch you ready to fly? (Pew!)
Pin-point accuracy, shots to the eye (Eye)
Chopper to the head if he don't comply

{Verse 1: Mercenary}
Chopper to the head if he don't comply (What?)
Sick of you fakes, wanna be askin' why (Yeah!)
Sick of everybody thinkin' their all this and all that (Nah)
But there just bitches 'til we pull out the gat (Yea)
Hit 'em in the head, watch his brain splat (Splat!)
Everyone's in shock while I sit there and laugh (Ha!)
Who? the king of rap, is some crazy psychotic? (Ooh)
But they come to me when they need help antibiotic (Huh?)
I dream to be influencer, listen to "The Chronic" (Psssssstt!)
This album's Number 1, listen to who's on it
I want all the money, I flaunt it
I'm in your girl's dreams, I haunt it
I want a Patek, I bought it

{Chorus: Mercenary}
Revolver in your face, are you ready to die? (You ready?)
.50 with the scope, bitch you ready to fly? (Go!)
Pin-point accuracy, shots to the eye (Yuh!)
Chopper to the head if he don't comply

{Chorus: Mercenary}
Revolver in your face, are you ready to die? (Die!)
.50 with the scope, bitch you ready to fly? (Huh?)
Pin-point accuracy, shots to the eye (Yea)
Chopper to the head if he don't comply (If he don't comply!)

{Verse 2: NAT3 with a 3 & Mercenary}
Yeah, better come buy
'Cause if you don't bitch expect to fuckin' fly
Yeah, up in the sky
I pull out the choppa
And I spray into your eye (Bitch!)
It's NAT3 with a 3
I'm back with the heat (Yeah!)
Spittin' on this beat
So you better not cry (Pew!)
I pull out the rope and I hang you from a tree
Yeah, my bars gonna sting
Gonna hurt worse then a bee
Thanks to Jfelt I be smokin' all this weed
You say you ain't sorry
I'd be fuckin' worried
'Cause I know you and your family
Don't sit next to me
'Cause if you talk shit
I will break your fuckin' spleen
(What?)
Say you got this green
Where it all at? (Yuh!)
Bully my homie I'll pull out the mag (Yeah!)
Won't have to use it 'cause I'll break your fuckin' back
That ain't no cap, nah it's a fuckin' fact
I'm smokin' on this gas, You just smokin' on that ass
Said somethin' 'bout my dad, It really got me mad
So I make my fist, Wonder' if y'all clap this?
Ain't no fuckin' mumble rap
Nah it's just fuckin' facts