MERNO'S BARZ

When I step in the room the bars
Hit from different angles
Angle you up like a ruler my outfit
Cooler I can see bullshit a mile
Away I got ocular sight the jeweler
Johnny dang get the work done
In the booth
Rumor has me correct
Had to cut some friends
Off the fewer the better rather
Kick it with two real
Then five snakes making sure my lawn is
Cut because the rodents don't pop
Out anytime I got myself
Into a situation never chop it up it's
For life doors are closed for the new
This isn't a pop up shop been threw
So much building trust comes
As a challenge dipped my feet in
Now I gotta run the mile my
Execution is equivalent to the Nile
The crops are growing like
My numbers got them throwing
Shots at me on the internet
Bet I won't reply they aren't my rivals
I love this game but never settle
Can't never find me doing the peddle
Took my music to another level
Letter from record companies
Ok I'm from 716 city full
Of haters
I might be little in age but a
Gorilla in size bust your shit
Like we're in a cell
This is 16 barz on top
Of the pedestal I been called
Fake for being blessed with a cover
Switching my ways had to pray
For the fallen ones they don't
Like me I can here it in there tone
Haven't got a single call since
High school phone drier then a cactus
I rub the lamp and the genie didnt
Grant my wish really tried to test
Me I'm so fly I'm riding the broom
You call yourself a man wearing
Fruity loom sick of the bullshit
The staff ain't search it this
That accidental murder hanging
On the handle dolphin flips
The squad offical big as ludicris
Fast as tech 9 versatile like post
Malone got the shovel and pick
Barrying my sins twisting the top
Off the gin putting my tracks in
The bin off brand shirt
Call me a criminal the way
I apply the pressure
The bars are critical when I diss
No it's not subliminal I hate all
You pussies like everyone does
Trump imma need me a slump one
My X was cheating bumped the
Speed up swerving away from Hitting
Nerves I'm hitting high key
Notes everyday I look at myself
In the mirror and know something
Ain't right I could be my own
Public enemy the way I'm spinning in
Circles it should be illegal for me to
Hop on a track the heads turning
Witness my glow acting like there not
Listening on the low the more dough I
Get the more thorough they get when
You put Turkish and the Executioner
Together it's a deadly combo
When I step in the room the bars
Hit from different angles
Angle you up like a ruler my outfit
Cooler I can see bullshit a mile
Away I got ocular sight the jeweler
Johnny dang get the work done
In the booth