executionerz - team guillotine lyrics
[verse 1: jp tha hustler]
i got the judas cradle, get your body mutilated
septic shock and in a while we leave your carcass penetrated
the brazen bull get you heated by this raging bull
you made a fool when we be k!lling you with the iron tool
ain’t no mercy, ain’t compassion when we lay you down (no mercy)
waterboarder keep you tortured with the metal crown
i spray a metal round, lay you on the f*cking ground
defecation emanating from your hollow ass
[verse 2: insane poetry]
yeah! in your mouth we pour lots of gas
and we make you swallow glass that was broken into piecеs
now you are tomorrow’s past, aggressively stab and lеft to leak out
right behind the building with his beak out, he’s trying to reach out
calling for help, he try to seek out
executing, didn’t you read the sign that said “keep out”?
tg about bringing you pain that never fades away
like serenading your skin with tiny razorblades
[chorus: insane poetry & jp tha hustler]
we the judge, jury, and the executioner
mask on our face lay you down like a luchador
ogs in the game with the gritty and the grimy sh*t
reason with the squad and you gonna get your face split
we the judge, jury, and the executioner
mask on our face lay you down like a luchador
ogs in the game with the gritty and the grimy sh*t
reason with the squad and you gonna get your face split
[verse 3: insane poetry]
team guillotine, we are lsp’s death merchants
doctors of death, we’re the best surgeons
my icepick will leave your neck squirtin’
as i continue workin’ it back and forth across your throat
and each poke is exhilarating, hearing the screams and the sounds he’s making
kicking and moving with his body shaking, snuff film
you should have saw what we left inside the edit room
missing your parents after your death when we beheaded you
[verse 4: jp tha hustler]
it’s the mister murder make you mobbing with my music men
mista doesha get you broke and scripted with the scripto pen
jp is insano, put a faygo in your frame
then i shake you like a baby and you vomit from your brain
i’ma split it with a sk!llet that’s been holding to an edge
got a razor thin object i will slide across your head
throw an l for the win, living life in reverse
i started from the top, put you down in a he*rs*
[chorus: insane poetry & jp tha hustler]
we the judge, jury, and the executioner
mask on our face lay you down like a luchador
ogs in the game with the gritty and the grimy sh*t
reason with the squad and you gonna get your face split
we the judge, jury, and the executioner
mask on our face lay you down like a luchador
ogs in the game with the gritty and the grimy sh*t
reason with the squad and you gonna get your face split
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