Perfect Execution

歌詞

[Intro/Hook:] Dead dead dead dead Kill kill kill em all Kill (leave em lyircally) Dead dead dead dead Die die die, die, die, die, die (Get em!) [Verse 1:] When I hit em with the rythem nigga chill em to the bone I kill em with a lyric n them niggas gettin gone I can never finish a song, cause the competition never hold on that long Flow faster than the minutes go on my phone He wicked lyrical criminal, I'm on my own The sickest individual, ya'll might know'I'm I blow a niggas mouth out, all I show em, is I'm a monster, beast, runnin through like the Nephalif N I'm fuckin up the best'a them Okay nigga, let's pretend that you a bullet proof vest, n I'm an automatic weapon then N that chest you call yourself protectin is your title But when I'm releasing this heat, it's vital, ya die Goin against me is suicidal Kray psycho like Michael Ehh hee Comin back like I just sold a sack on the 99 Drive by n I kill em with words, bloody, a mess all over the curb Murda mo some mo, hit em hard, get em all, kill em all Hit the nigger in the heart for having a thought, then hit'I'm in the brain for thinkin he can hang [Hook:] Perfect execution, last assassination Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda (Killa, killa) [Verse 2:] I told ya'll I was about to get it crackin, keepin the blaze, can't fade Krayzie Jackson Creep with the AK, straight aimed exactly Enter the brain, bang bang stained with platinum A magnum for hit records, treck a nigga like (?) No floss, so believe that'cha seen whut'cha saw, so raw, make ya broad wanna get naked Cause I spit that fire, dawg, hot heat ta burn ya Had to take a little bitta me ta learn ya If anybody really got beef than stroll up, n sho'fun they gonn' get broke n rolled up Get smoked n folded up I'm kinda like a 4-4 just load me up (yeah) But when I bust I'm like a AK-47 Under the dust is whut the muthafuckas reppin, check em N ask em how they got there Leathaface let the sawed off pop, yeah, n make sure all the bullshit stop there Cause 20 of em verses me still is not fair Just not fair N always strong to the finish, never seen a nigga so I'll that's so wicked None like me before Nigga feel like you iller than this then come get it Perfect execution, last assassination Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda (Krays a killa, killa) Dead dead dead dead Kill kill kill em all Kill (leave em lyircally) Dead dead dead dead Die die die, die, die, die, die