(no)Mercy freeverse

[Verse 1: Izuna] Firstly, no mercy to my opponents you're unworthy Dracula in shackles for thirty days type blood thirsty Unearthly Destruction derby on a clergy for controversy I'm gladly surfing the flood of tears from these butt hurt earthling PIT maneuver Lambo angels I'm a Beelzebub Bugatti Got me? Copy? In my cup is tap water and black coffee Extra choppy with my talking Turtle School karate Bend the rules of rhyme when i start rapping like a cockney I can't be bother with this hypocrisy So high without smoking any cannibis you see Now go on with the melody So nasty, Izuna Rex is spitting watermelon seeds Verbal black belt to the 7th degree Blast em off like team rocket until its Heaven he sees My style is Zero Kelvin, Celsius 273 Im cold You ninjas is old While me, I'm constantly Breaking and making new molds And keeping yall ninjas all up on ya toes [Hook] Okay Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl She tryna jerk me [Verse 2: Kanye West] Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit Tell 'em give me fifty million or I'm-a quit Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-your-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press, kid Plus, yo my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Something about Mary, she gone off that Molly Now the whole party is melted like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Ok, now ketchup to my campaign, coupe the color of mayonnaise I'm drunk and high at the same time, drinkin' champagne on the airplane (Travel) Spit rounds like the gun range, beat it up like Rampage 100 bands, cut your girl, now your girl need a bandaid Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon Black diamonds, backpack rhyming, co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yup!) Horsepower, horsepower, all this Polo on I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand, I make it rain, she want more showers Rain pourin', all my cars is foreign All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan [Hook]