[Intro]
Man, I'm the merc with a mouth, I don't have time for choruses, OK? Man, let's-let's hurry up and drop that beat, uh

[Verse]
Wade Wilson coming in the building
Grab earmuffs for your children, killing like a villain
Gosh, that's a lot of blood spilling
Better hope that you run quick when I start healing
It's over, hit you with katanas to your legs, drop off
Then your arms fall all in the same spot
I'm a killer, I just found a platform
Already lost my mind, can I have yours?
I'm a fan of crack whores, wait, I mean captors
That's an easy mistake, I smack more
People in a day that I can't remember all of 'em
But I always separate the two when I slaughter 'еm
I don't even know what I'm rapping about
Mister Rеynolds with the first track merc with a mouth
And I need a hype, man, would it hurt you to shout?
Here's a motivation bullet, have you blurting it out
See, was that so bad? A little motivation
Keep this up, and you may make it out the basement
After Wolverine Origins they were hating
Then I got my own flick, owned the R rating
Killed it in the cinemas, but honestly degrading
Being stuck with the rejects 'cause other ones were taken
Should've won an Oscar, teaming with Colossus
Colossus? I saw the first script, and I lost it
Anyway, I'm climbing back through the forth wall
There's like ten Deadpool songs on, I've searched all
And this is the best one, full of mad danger
Subtle like the black guy playing black ranger
Now I got a deal with Cox, I mean cable
I'mma call him Cox 'cause damnit, he's anal, wink!
Now I'm rocking with the X-Force
Escorts with the red dot infrared ports
Got two words, and they spell T crews
Do I need to say more? Man, we can't lose
I don't need to be in the Infinity War
Every time I see a trailer, man, I'm literally bored
Where the chimichangas? Have you even been to the store?
Have you ever shot a bullet through a Honda Accord?
Through the door point blank is the violence and gore
Just a little bit much for your audience swarms, whoops
I forgot, you handle chick flicks
Trying to get rich land, the pitch with big wigs
What a dip stick, sending n***s and dick pics
To your grandma, eating fries and fish sticks
Weapon X project made me a small tank
Overtake your whole team with a small shank
Put 'em in a line, you can all get spanked
By the red dank, and by that I mean taint
Out there, on another planet, space cadets
Been around since you motherfuckers played cassettes
I've been chopped in little bits, even lost a head
Had my insides spread, and I still ain't dead
So try me, grimy and highly unsightly
Psyche, slightly broke, but hey, I'm me
So I better see you there for the sequel
Get a dose of Wade Wilson, flow lethal!