Going In Again

[Intro: Merkules]
Yeah, Crypt, Scru, what up
You ain't ready for this one

[Verse 1: Merkules]
Yo I'm a byproduct of fly talk
All these guys nada
I father the scene, I'm Darth and you're Skywalker
I conquer my dreams, that's probably why ya'll salty
Me, you couldn't see trachoma in the eye doctor
The
HitBrainiac
Drop some shit again an' get more traction then new tires
I'm too fire, even Kevin Gates said he's too tired
Like whom buyer, bitch I got that suicide sauce
Merkules, Crypt, an' Scru, yeah we a crew of icons (look)
Put me on a track and then see what happens
I might OD put your team in caskets
Someone tell sway that I need the answers
Everybody want a little piece, I'm snapping
Fuck your subscribers, I'm done rhyming, I'll come find them
I keep that extra gas on me like a truck driver
I'm unsigned but I'm dumb fire some come try it
They aspire to be like us with the umpire
Used to be broke but now our cabinets full
Like cocaine in a pot an' let's get it crackin' for sure
But the cards that was given, and then I charge through the industry
This is manifestation, I put my star power in this shit
So you beating me like, claiming R. Kelly's innocent
Birthing triplets, ya the whole squad's really in this bitch

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
They say they're homies but they're phony, it amazes me
Shit is make believe
I'm standing ten toes down, ain't no faking me
Just put your faith in me
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again

[Verse 2: Crypt]
You can ask us for forgiveness but you still finna' get preyed on
You shared your opinion before this instrumental came on
We don't take kind to liars these are cheats, they burning fire
We the keys, we are some siars
Please don't speak cus' we are tired of these
False prophets that are promising to put
Rap back into its prime
But you only rap about the bitch you tapping on instead of spreading the message in your lines
It ain't fine, I take time, to make my, great rhymes
Shaped, weight, tight like my babe's waistline
If I hit the break, lights lookin' like a bass line
Everything in your head was handed to you, but I made mine
Now we're taking shots from my temple
You running out because you're mind is simple
Body dropping just from my pencils
Your reply will be another fucking stencil
You will profit doc, gonna make you lock your jaw
I misremember all the fucking fundamentals
Have you shook as fuck with a cup on the corner of the cut begging others just to fund a mental
An' I run up on myself and gun it until the sun is up
I fucked him up beginning to, wondering what the fuck is up
And I gave the guy the stun, an' the stun stumbling him
Into the super supper ruffle em' up until til he in so he feels who are coming up
Now you know that I'm going in on anybody that I despise
You might think you're falling right, but its a motherfucking blessing in disguise

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
They say they're homies but they're phony, it amazes me
Shit is make believe
I'm standing ten toes down and no faking me
Just put your faith in me
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again

[Verse 3: Scru Face Jean]
I told 'em I was goin' in
I focus the protest like I won't flow again
My shoulders in
With camo bandannas then look like Soulja Slim
Let go of the pen
What am I supposed to do with all of this potent flim
[?], spit it out
Once I get it out, I'mma go again
The only holy man that I ever knew was Jehovah man
[?], and I'm protected in the holy land
Rap's a sport, bitch I'm in the court
But I don't codefend, no codepend
On any other man, I hope you overstand
God damn, I spoke to God
He said if you approach the god
They'll red dot 'em
I've seen more dead bodies than Logan Paul
Call me a You
Tube rapper like I ain't proud bitch
Wow bitch, Upload your reaction when I get wild rich
How bitch, that hurt 'em
But they saw death then start flirtin'
So when [?] pulls the curtains
Don't worry, it was that purpose
Village niggas lurkin'
The trigger finger's burnin'
To perch them and f'in urk 'em
It's just to test if it's worth it

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
They say they're homies but they're phony, it amazes me
Shit is make believe
I'm standing ten toes down, ain't no faking me
Just put your faith in me
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again
If you love me, then pray for me, I'm going in again