R3DD L - Executioners (feat. Playboy the Beast, Jinzx & Daniac) Lyrics

I don't like mother f*ckers who lie to me
Tell me what I'm doing is good, then they say goodbye to me
If you were a good friend, you would f*cking die for me
But you don't even have any mother f*cking time for me
Why do you want me to unleash demons?
Why do you want me to keep on feeling
Like I'm broken inside, not healing?
When I wake up at night, I'm screaming
Laid in a bed where I'm strapped down tight
But I really want to get up and I'm ready for a fight
To get to the top, all I need is a mic
I don't need fake friends, I will eat 'em alive
I will look 'em in the eyes this one last time
Tell 'em I don't take shit, but they're going to get mine
If they want to bring war, I'ma reach new heights
I'm an executioner, with a hate-filled mind
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
Let's go
Step on up to death row
Hit 'em with these bars, guaranteed it's a death blow
I be killing rappers and it's in my manifesto
I could step on anything, it doesn't matter what the tempo
Treat my body and my mind like a temple
Hardest nigga that you'll ever find, I body instrumentals
Five hundred plus, you can check my credentials
Murder for hire, you can just call me the ice man
Keep it, then you f*cking fakers face off at the mic stand
Nigga trying to run, I've got a knife inside my right hand
Always been an asshole, never been a nice man
Never will be, you're gon' have to kill me
I'm trying to make this money, but you're gon' bring out the real me
Lay a nigga down, going back to my old ways
Ya'll be riding dick while I'm riding on my own waves
It's called certain death, all you're seeing is the Ghostface
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
Assassinate, execute, murder you, shit on you
Merk you, all of you, watch your f*cking attitude
F*cking around with an emcee like me
I'm like Quicksilver, Flash, hauling ass with the speed
Son of a bitch, I'm like a mother f*cking road runner, spitting missiles
With a double-sided axe, watch your back, I'm an asshole
Tar and feather you in the public square in your underwear
If a mother f*cker want it, they can get it, I don't care
Chopper chop, chop, chop mother f*cker what
I'm lit like a candle, you don't wanna battle, nah
I spit raw, rip your dome off and throw it like a football
You got a lot of balls trying to pop off
F*ck off run up on you with the machete
I'm ready to spring your blood like confetti bitch you don't want it with me
I kill mics, murder, murder, murder, demise
Crucifixion to these rappers that can't rhyme
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
So sick of being insecure
I gotta work on myself and I gotta be ensured
I'm gonna be myself and I will not conform no
I'm a killer and I gotta warn yo'
That I'm gonna do what it will take to win
I'm making sins 'cause I have a lot of hate within
And man, I need control, it takes a toll
On everybody else but it makes me whole
And man I'm passive aggressive and can be possessive
And when I have opinions I have to express it
My actions offensive, beliefs they objective
How could anybody be so excessive
I'm best at this rap when I'm being myself
But I'm different so I need to rebel
I'm feeling compelled and see when I fell was so lost
I been risk taking it never be low cost
Gotta get myself the respect I crave
And feel that if I fail it was the best I gave
But I'm an angry man it hasn't got me buzz
But I bet they're scared of me probably 'cause
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I could body any mother f*cker on a track
Every single time I write a line, I'm on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
I am the executioner