Merkules is a 28 year old Hip Hop Artist from Surrey, British Columbia. At … Read Full Bio ↴Merkules is a 28 year old Hip Hop Artist from Surrey, British Columbia. At the age of 16, with the help of a few top tier locals, he began making music, and quickly left his stamp in Vancouver's hip hop scene. Shirtless in all his glory, Merkules brings something different to the table with his music every time. Although humour plays a huge factor when it comes to his material, he has always offered his fans a wide variety of emotions in his music. Merkules connects with his fans on a personal level every day through various social media platforms. Although he is young, he has created an eccentric character that young people all over the world have come to know and love.
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Merkules Lyrics
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Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
I'm a psychopath, I let the rifle blast
First I cyph and gas and then I light the match
I'm goin' ape shit, I'm taking to many prescriptions
Got thirty six in my mouth again like I came in from Memphis
I'm in your face at the dentist, I'm at the table with winners
And now the scope got a lens like I'm taking a picture, like
Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em
If they really want beef, I
Buck 'em, buck 'em
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Yeah, yo
Rap sort of Lambo in the garage, rambo
They want a spot, they get blown like cigars
Never broke, cash flows goin' harder than the homies on the yard
Y'all are phony, ya facade
Where blood's thicker than water, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Brick so big it's on scale you weigh yourself with
I slang salt water to a beach
Host is the hand up, God Father in the street
Whole squad is a lead, I pull a chopper at the sea
Block, block, I top shotter, getting dollars like I'm Meech
The real Meech, the real chopper, the real Tony
The OG in the steel
Homie, you kill softly, youngs flange
Y'all ain't fuckin' with prince
Gotta constantly make casket for these rappers on my dick, ah
I'm the boss, what they gonna say now?
I'm no plug, no wire, this is not PayPal nigga
The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Bang-bang, motherfucker, bang-bang (yeah)
Chain slang, I'm just trynna maintain (that's right)
Fucked up, I can't never stay sane
But you know that I'm the illest in my whole campaign
Shots rang through the window of your whip
Yeah, we really with the shits
Bullets filling up the clip, got the pistol on my hip like (brah)
Like the beef in the freezer, I'm raw
You just tough on screen like Deniro
In the city where I'm from I'm a motherfuckin' hero (facts)
I'm still good in the hood like my hands are clean
And I'm known to catch bodies like a trampoline
Gasoline in the truck if these cats want beef
Y'all belong in the movie, you just actin' G (fugazi)
Yeah, let the lions out the cage
Put the fire in your face when I'm lighting up the stage
Bang-bang
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
I'm a psychopath, I let the rifle blast
First I cyph and gas and then I light the match
I'm goin' ape shit, I'm taking to many prescriptions
Got thirty six in my mouth again like I came in from Memphis
I'm in your face at the dentist, I'm at the table with winners
And now the scope got a lens like I'm taking a picture, like
Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em
If they really want beef, I
Buck 'em, buck 'em
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the rifle, we know where you live
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
These demons inside of me tryin' to escape
Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead
Yeah, yo
Rap sort of Lambo in the garage, rambo
They want a spot, they get blown like cigars
Never broke, cash flows goin' harder than the homies on the yard
Y'all are phony, ya facade
Where blood's thicker than water, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Brick so big it's on scale you weigh yourself with
I slang salt water to a beach
Host is the hand up, God Father in the street
Whole squad is a lead, I pull a chopper at the sea
Block, block, I top shotter, getting dollars like I'm Meech
The real Meech, the real chopper, the real Tony
The OG in the steel
Homie, you kill softly, youngs flange
Y'all ain't fuckin' with prince
Gotta constantly make casket for these rappers on my dick, ah
I'm the boss, what they gonna say now?
I'm no plug, no wire, this is not PayPal nigga
The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live
Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up
Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Fill the mosh pit with bullets
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
(Fill the mosh pit with bullets)
Bang-bang, motherfucker, bang-bang (yeah)
Chain slang, I'm just trynna maintain (that's right)
Fucked up, I can't never stay sane
But you know that I'm the illest in my whole campaign
Shots rang through the window of your whip
Yeah, we really with the shits
Bullets filling up the clip, got the pistol on my hip like (brah)
Like the beef in the freezer, I'm raw
You just tough on screen like Deniro
In the city where I'm from I'm a motherfuckin' hero (facts)
I'm still good in the hood like my hands are clean
And I'm known to catch bodies like a trampoline
Gasoline in the truck if these cats want beef
Y'all belong in the movie, you just actin' G (fugazi)
Yeah, let the lions out the cage
Put the fire in your face when I'm lighting up the stage
Bang-bang
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, ice on my neck
Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck
Pull out the pistol
Bitch, I know where you live
The song "Kill 'em All" by Merkules is a violent and aggressive track, where the rapper talks about his inner demons and his willingness to use violence to take care of them. The lyrics describe how he pulls out a rifle and threatens to kill his enemies, and how he feels like he is losing control over himself. Merkules uses violent imagery throughout the song to convey his anger and frustration.
The chorus of the song repeats the two lines "Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge/Pull out the rifle, we know where you live," which highlights Merkules' toughness and ruthlessness. He is not afraid to use violence to protect himself and his inner demons. The verses expand on this idea, as he raps about his mental state, using violent metaphors to describe his aggression and his willingness to use violence to solve his problems.
Overall, "Kill 'em All" is a dark and intense song that reflects Merkules' inner turmoil and his propensity for violence. It is a powerful track that showcases the rapper's skill and his willingness to push boundaries with his music.
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), BMG Rights Management
Written by: Sean Mobley, Cole Corbett Stevenson
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@HecticReacts
This man murders every beat....EVERY DAMN BEAT
@jordanquinnfarkas8376
Word
@fishwhistle9666
Yes
@seanbaggentheimperialdrago1704
Hectic Reacts its not really difficult, it’s simple words over established beats . He’s Canadian Slaine lol .. next !
@genes5004
Hectic Reacts yup he’s killing them preschoolers
@haileyr9911
I agree
@footballstarscompany454
eminem has caused a chain reaction of every real rapper to stand up
we all gotta thank the goat for doing this now real rap is slowly getting back
@zynski9149
Em isn’t goat, Nas is, but he did bring good hip hop back.
@footballstarscompany454
@@zynski9149 nas? the one who lost a beef with jay-z?
hell nawh
a fallen rapper killed by another fallen rapper
em is above every1 else no one can compete
@jayg3824
It was MGK that lit this fire... em dissed MGK and when MGK replied all this shit blew up. MGK killed it. No one was expecting that kinda response from anyone in EMS diss.