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Mercenaries

A mercenary (sometimes shortened to merc) – also called a soldier of fortune, a hired gun, a freelance, or a sellsword – is a private individual who joins a military conflict for personal profit, is otherwise an outsider to the conflict, and is not a member of any other official military. Mercenaries fight for money or other forms of payment rather than for political interests. Beginning in the 20th century, mercenaries have increasingly come to be seen as less entitled to protection by rules of war than non-mercenaries. The Geneva Conventions declare that mercenaries are not recognized as legitimate combatants and do not have to be granted the same legal protections as captured service personnel of the armed forces. In practice, whether or not a person is a … more »

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Mercenaries going mainstream
Wit a bottle and canteen
Pick a model with a landing
Count the fallen, bet expanding
Pick a fallen in the volume
Since the sodom hollad podem
We the chosen of the bottom
Led to hate inside the column
Inside em, they hate with a proper autumn
Tell me when's the time for hatred and some nuclear nightfall
Let's get started everyone
The slaughter is about to begin
Can you hear anyone?
I don't care cause ain't nobody breathing
Get it out, get it out
This hatred will not fade out
Speed it up, speed it up
Or you can just blow up
We are the mercs and you are nothing
Meet your fate the dirt you shed
Falling underneath your bed
All these thoughts inside the head
You may never speak again
We wouldn't walk out till we make em all drown
Run up in the house and we show em what we bout
Push a long pole, long grip down his mouth
That pistol grip my palm
Creeping through the night
Searching for my lost light
Feeling alright
Feelings burning all night
Maybe these are my flames
My light
An endless fight
Tell me I'm right
Creeping through the night
Tell me I'm right
My light
Tell me I'm right
Creeping through the night
Searching for my lost light
Tell me I'm right
Feelings burning all night
Maybe these are my flames
Creeping through the night
I'm right
My light
Turn you to a feast boy you looking like a happy meal
Mercs pull in that all black we the real deal
Looking like the grim reaper
Overdose in that two-seater
Shawty she be looking like a leech breeder
Make your wig sunder
Thumbs in your eyes you been acting like a dick sucker
Put your brains in a blender
Give your skull a new fender
Lmg down your throat
I don't wanna see you surrender
We are the mercs and you are nothing
We are the mercs and you are nothing
Mercenaries going mainstream
Wit a bottle and canteen
Pick a model with a landing
Count the fallen, bet expanding
Pick a fallen in the volume
Since the sodom hollad podem
We the chosen of the bottom
Led to hate inside the column
Inside em, they hate with a proper autumn
Tell me when's the time for hatred and some nuclear nightfall
Just submit, this no drill, this real shit
You can tell from my eyes
I'm here to kill so goodbye
Since day one, running on the limit
Not slowing down, faster by the minute
Our own sound, f*ck any critic
However we want, f*ck being civil
Check the machete
We got jason voorhees in this bitch
Come along get your wigsplit
Try to f*ck with me
Oh my god now its time to make the beat drop
Moving out the shadows
The whole country knows the name
M-e-r-c-e-n-a-r-i-e-s okay
Dirty as the gutter when we drop in your terrain
Tell me why you stutter when you see us in your range aye
Moving out the shadows
The whole country knows the name
M-e-r-c-e-n-a-r-i-e-s okay
Dirty as the gutter when we drop in your terrain
Tell me why you stutter when you see us in your range aye

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