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NO MERCY – MAS SQUARE (WAR MODE) 1 by sadiq

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NO MERCY – MAS SQUARE (WAR MODE) 1 by sadiq - Hip Hop/Afrobeat Fusion music cover art

NO MERCY – MAS SQUARE (WAR MODE) 1

Hip Hop/Afrobeat Fusion

0:003:14
Lyrics
Description
A-a, a-a, a-a yeah
a-a, a-a, a-a yeah
a-a, a-a, a-a yeah
Be up, you might cry
Doing rounds
When I'm bowing to Bonnie
Now what?
No mercy, no pity
Make them scatter, that's your token
Send it back much faster
My squad it rises, king above the charter
Oga boss speaks, nobody bother
No mercy, no pity
Pressure climbing higher, cold mind player
Every move's on fire, that's Oga Ghani
Survive or expire, step to the boat
Do you still aspire?
I know the play, I control the zone
Every calculating move, cold as stone
Before you blink, your plans outgrown
Your strategy's shadow, crushed and blown
All Mustafa, force in motion
Sighting one's total demolition
No chatter, no one, pure ignition
Your squad it race like a lost petition
ELU lingers, the camera steady
One slip, caught, your story ready
Write your shame on the post already
Your fall on show, no longer petty
Money cruises, luck, wow, no stress
Ten two steps to the chaos mess
But me, Oga boss, full finesse
From start to finish, I possess
Khajiit solo
Best believe the fear
Golden mindset
No so near
Emotion stripped
Sharp and clear
One wrong move
Disappear
No mercy, no pity
Make cams scatter, touch your toe
We'll send it back much faster
My squad it rises, king above the charter
Oga boss speaks, nobody bother
No mercy, no pity
Pressure climbing higher, cold mind player
Every move's on fire, cause Oga die, me survivor expire
Step to the bone, do you still aspire?
I know the play, I control the zone
Every calculated move go to stone
Before you blink, the blinds out grown
Your strategy's shadow, crush them blown
Al Mustafa, force in motion
Sighting one's total demolition
No chatter, no one, pure ignition
Your squad it race like a lost petition
ELU lingers, the camera steady
One slip cut, the story ready
Write your shame, on the poster
ELU post, the chance to start
The record loud, no curtain call
This no be played, all on the ground
Only sharp minds, carry the crown
Rolling sixlings, coming down
Prelapse yo, claim your renown
Masa
Squad it