Spooky Bizzle - Merky Lemon lyrics

Why oh why oh why? You stupid Chiraq wannabe waste of a sideman Any excuse for a my 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 And he just put his dreads on the floor and then mopped that Won't stop firing shots when I co*k back Merky was going for the war, well, I've got that Stop telling girls that "Ruff's the New Buff" Cuh when they take pictures of you, they 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 P Merky said he was in the trap house rapping 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 ready 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, realise 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 roadk** 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 this f** that, sounds like he's taking a sh** All this talk about teefing flows And we all know that the "er" lyric ain't his Furthermore, start breading off Grim Cuh right now your life is a myth Wait, wait, what now? Cool, so you done a likkle dub? What now? Five years and you ain't blown, what now? Tried to come back but you can't without Bredding 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 sh**, 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 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? Wait, yes, wait, yes Wait, yes, wait, yes Wait, yes, wait, yes When I say Merky, you say dead Wait, yes, wait, yes Wait, yes, wait, yes Wait, yes, wait, yes When I say Merky, you say dead 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, init 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, but fall back