Mezcalero (feat. Hydro Bass & L.I.F.E Muzik) Video (MV)

I might sing a hook
I might bust a rhyme
Predict the future
Go back in time
I never seen a sinner live to be a hundred plus
I know ya'll study my rhyme I ain't nobody's crutch
My favorite rapper I can't say
Man I don't wana say
Must be the reason
For why I act this way
Is it religion or a prism
Your in no condition
And this is surgical
I'm fin to make a deep incision
And I can never be
What they want me to be
And I can never see
What they want me to see
And I could never feel
What they want me to feel
I stand firm and say no to Satan's record deal
Enter the circus
I leave them rapper's shirtless
From the cradle to the grave
I truly came back to hurt this
These wicked rhymes
And all these sinister lines
Makes all these lyric's of mine
Convert into dollar signs...

Ya'll hear me coming Dam
That nigga bumpin Dam
And im a never, ever back down run from nothing Dam
Im on my second wind
Back to do this again
Send every rapper and they mama on a tailspin
Down in the Dirty, Dirty
We hold them Birdie, Birdie's
My little ese's in the street
Servin that Pearly, Pearly
A mezcalero
A bandolero
From Monterey to Coahuila to every Ghetto...

I came back to surpass
The glass mask
The task
And hand it back to dem niggaz
And hoping they make it last
I never made it
But I'm still not to be played with
Still as hard as the first time you heard the Hydro and you hated him
That's universal
I'm lighting up an inferno
Like the bible I'm eternal
What I'm writing in this journal
Is he a savage
Or simply just an average
Knew something was wrong
Since they put me inside the baby carriage
Ain't on my level
Beginnings where almost fatal
Save the Genius hear for later
Know he's sent for something greater
This story lasts forever
Best believe I'm a get her
Running for shelter
Alphabet im a use every letter
Clouds thundering
I hear em rumbling
A fifth a bottle of southern comfort is loving him
I got's a kill
That whole bottle
Of southern comfort and swallow
This empty bottles a curse pours in a heart that's hollow...

Ya'll hear me coming Dam
That nigga bumpin Dam
And im a never, ever back down run from nothing Dam
Im on my second wind
Back to do this again
Send every rapper and they mama on a tailspin
Down in the Dirty, Dirty
We hold them Birdie, Birdie's
My little ese's in the street
Servin that Pearly, Pearly
A mezcalero
A bandolero
From Monterey to Coahuila to every Ghetto...