A Mercenary

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Your threats don't intimidate me
You're stuck in here with me
I don't know if I really spit out the spite that I've been keeping
Why am I being specific of it?

Hired killers? Envelope with a millions inside of it
Really? Show it on public?
I know that there's no really a mercenary on you
Nice pretending! I can still feel the faking

I never sense a mercenary on you
Killing for money? Ha? It's just like packing my food
Like your threats are popping like a balloon
Still pretend that you want it to do

Stop pretending that there's mercenary on you
Stop being hypocrite and accept the boo
Mercenaries are not compatible with you
Stop being like us that we always do

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