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execution style - illtrix lyrics

[intro: doc gruesome]
uhh! it’s illtrix! donnie menace! lord von doom! yeah! yeah!

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
b*tch, get down or get shot, bodies drop when the pistol pop
f*ck you thought? i need guap put up in a baggie with the crystal rock
everybody get it when i paint a mental picture with an addy, in an instant i’ma pull up with a pistol, b*tch
you know doc always got the pistol gripped, .45 rip through your ligaments
no time for a b*tch, i’m steady dip into the precipice
ancient evil being, i am at one with my elements
get down on your knees and pray to whatever the god you with (god you with)
lightning shootin’ through my f*ckin’ eyes and out my fingertips
pushin’ any gang, if i run up we done bang any motherf*ckеr standing, better get down
‘causе i made it rain and you gonna see your brain and yo, b*tch, i be on my sh*t now
i post up on your block and wait for anyone i recognize
run up right behind ’em and put two between they f*ckin’ eyes
who left dead lobotomized? little b*tch left dead sodomized
so many shots come out my f*ckin’ gun your wounds are cauterized
not listenin’ to all the voices in my head is tough
i’ll take as many of you with me that i can, hope it’s enough

[pre*chorus: doc gruesome]
you’re f*ckin’ with the best and we never forget
i carry grudges with me, they embedded in my flesh
i need revenge or it’s dead to me, heads of my enemies
we showin’ no mercy, it’s no matter what you said to me
[chorus: doc gruesome]
like punk b*tch you gon’ need to get down (get down)
execution style, i’m murkin’ motherf*ckers out
i put an end to your talkin’ and the lies through your mouth
execution style, i’m murkin’ motherf*ckers out like blaaow!

[verse 2: lil manyak]
ain’t over this, sh*t’s an understatement
execution style (b*tch), put your nose up on the pavement
shrapnel in my skin because your head got caved in
you’re talkin’ to your god, boy, you better start prayin’
there ain’t no delayin’ because it’s inevitable
the hammer c*cks back to the trigger i just pulled
it ain’t nothin’ to a gravedigger, to me, your body cold
black market provider, now all your organs are sold
it’s not my fault you’re not comin’ home, deals with the devil aren’t your own
your tombstone’s covered in mold, the oldest storyline that’s been told
now your family can’t believe it, body wound death has got you leakin’
lose sight of what you’re seein’, best goal, revenge i’m seekin’
so think before you act ’cause sh*t can be devastating
on the bright side though all your boys in heaven waiting
best believe that’s the last sh*t you ever gonna say to me
with one breath, we can eradicate your whole infantry

[verse 3: lord von doom]
better hope that he show you mercy
’cause beggin’ to me is just nothin’, you still gonna meet him early
you a coward and fraud, we know you ain’t pitchin’ no birdie
we know you ain’t shootin’ your .30, we know you a b*tch and you curtsy (you heard me?)
man up if you really want bumps, speak up, let’s go, are you ready for the smoke?
big mag with a real big stick, got a hundred and a fifty, and a bullet leave a hole
real sh*t, hold it down for the clique, pump around on a snitch, you should already know
don’t ever come around this sh*t if you ain’t down with the clique, you ain’t know this before
come get your issue, these bullets, they rip through tissue
.223 at long range, it shatter bone and cut through gristle
i’ma hit you, little b*tch, i have your life right in my scope
the grim reaper of this sh*t, ho, you know i harvest souls
why you out here runnin’ quick, you done go against the cause
got a cannon on my hip, i ain’t afraid to let it go
so chill out, back off, don’t get wild
’cause we can take your life, execution style

[verse 4: donnie menace]
you better watch what you say, i’ve had the itch to put bodies in graves
you can get chopped like a steak, eat you like cannibal if you come out of your face
try to be brave? then you’ll get done like bruce jenner
son, that’s whenever, i don’t have no feelings
puttin’ a barrel up under your chin, then i’m pullin’ the trigger that blow through your ceiling
you know who’s the illest, not gonna play
we leave your blood on the pavement when i cut with a razor
i’m comin’ to break sh*t, man, we comin’ to slay sh*t
no telling what will happen if i’m bugging and anxious
f*ck all the gang sh*t, right behind your people and they’re gonna be the same motherf*ckers you lay with
there’ll be no viewing at your funeral because you will be missin’ in a desert like f*ck where your grave is
the way they kept me patient then i snapped into a psychopath
that was so quick that you would think i probably could shapeshift
f*ck all your religions because i don’t give a f*ck about forgiveness
and it’s over and you’re under a saintship
nothing is off limits and i’m warning you
done menace any suckers gonna get it if they f*ck with my patience
suckers run up, then they get done up
thought you know a little something, now you bl**dy and brainless
but i’m not finished, i’ma get at anybody that wants me to take a minute, keep ’em stuck in containment
been tearin’ at and breakin’ down everyone i considered animals ’til they euthanized, stuck up in cages
now i’m in your face and your heart’s now racing
pacing, thundering and i’ma start chasing
the spark, rugers will chop through ya
’cause i’m a sharpshooter but i’m not a member of the hart foundation (rah!)

- illtrix lyrics

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