[Intro – Aggressive vocal sample, distorted feedback, heavy bass drop] "No mercy—no forgiveness. Unit 3. Let’s go." [Verse 1] (fast, aggressive, relentless) Thirty-gallon trash bags, boxed files ripped from shelves, Claiming rape weapons, evidence that never held. Three knives on display, business cards and letterheads, Framed from the jump, nothing more was ever said. Questions never pointed at assaults, just extraction, Wanted names, underground, survivalist factions. Safe houses, conductors—secret routes and locations, Feds pulling strings, state jurisdiction invasion. Numb shock subsided, knew the truth, tried to spit it, Witnesses to prove innocence—cops wouldn't permit it. "It ain’t our job," they said, lies spinning twisted, Truth rejected raw, by authorities enlisted. [Hook/Chorus – brutal, no mercy, in-your-face delivery] 🎵 No mercy, no breaks, only pain, raw aggression, Illuminati games, frame-ups, public deception. No mercy, just truth bleeding from every sentence, CIRR3AL spitting fire—burning lies into remnants. 🎵 [Verse 2] (intricate rhyme, shifting flows) Solicitor on air, spreading lies through transmissions, "Suspected of eighty rapes," defamation missions. SLED faked concerns, held evidence dismissal, Denied bail, fabricated charges artificial. Claimed no residence, while raiding my apartment, Passport expired decades prior, lies sharpened. No visible income? I owned businesses here, Claimed no family in-state—my kids lived near. Military past exposed, Phoenix op validated, CIA sealed files, truth they long hated. "Survivalist rapist," media sensationalist storm, Reputation slaughtered, publicly reborn. [Hook/Chorus – intensified aggression, raw vocal rage] 🎵 No mercy, no breaks, only pain, raw aggression, Illuminati games, frame-ups, public deception. No mercy, just truth bleeding from every sentence, CIRR3AL spitting fire—burning lies into remnants. 🎵 [Verse 3] (maximum intensity, internal rhyme complexity) Larry Martin pulled strings, Strom Thurmond’s puppet vendetta, Sex scandal, power plays, blackmail, they set up. Bob Jones, Masonic ties, Thurmond ranking high-level, Regent board shuffling truths, dancing with the devil. Thurmond’s outrage boiling, reputation compromised, Chick Publications exposures had him publicly despised. Moved South Carolina—biggest mistake I made, Christians promised backup, first to scatter and fade. Now locked in cages, stories distorted nightly, Politicians smearing, fabrications served tightly. SLED deceiving magistrates, judicial contortion, CIRR3AL flipping tables, zero mercy, no caution. [Hook/Chorus – hardest version, final blow, fierce] 🎵 No mercy, no breaks, only pain, raw aggression, Illuminati games, frame-ups, public deception. No mercy, just truth bleeding from every sentence, CIRR3AL spitting fire—burning lies into remnants. 🎵 [Outro – vocal distortion, aggressive fade out] "Burn the lies—no mercy given."
