OCTOBERSFULLMOON
No Mercy
[Intro: Project Pat]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer
Killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Wake up in the morning, I feel fucked
Twice as nice as the German cook
Down the road, but anyway he gets his dick sucked
After seeing Krish, I feel shook
All the meals brought home from school
The food sucks, but thеy made me follow the rulеs
They used me as their tool
Now they want me back, when I blow up
But fuck the whole club, 'cause this is my dub

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
I left 'em no mercy, throw 'way my jersey
But we trapping like New Jersey, keep the party study
The one who's twice as nerdy is better than y'all
And you took a fall, paintin' the walls
You buy from the mall, I buy on the call
But anyway, that's all (Egh)
[Post-Chorus: Project Pat & RJLDiablo]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller (Yeah, yeah)
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer (Ayy)
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[Verse 2: RJLDiablo]
First things first, let's set the record straight
I thought you was my mate, but then you arrive late
What's up with that? Damn, barely see my sister ****
But the other one can fuck off, you betrayed us (Damn)
But you think I give a fuck? Look what I made with all my luck
It took me seven years, but now I'm back, motherfuck'
And the competition sucks, seven, gotta win the bucks
Never needed hooks, I just needed hope
But now I got that, I can afford a robe
Big up my man Tob', I'm up in this bitch like a probe
And I know what I know, but as you know, I gotta go

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
I left 'em no mercy, throw 'way my jersey
But we trapping like New Jersey, keep the party study
The one who's twice as nerdy is better than y'all
And you took a fall, paintin' the walls
You buy from the mall, I buy on the call
But anyway, that's all (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Project Pat]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch sm-iller-iller
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[Outro: Project Pat]
Killer, killer, killer
Killer, killer, killer
Killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer