Executioners (feat. Playboy the Beast, Jinzx & Daniac)

I don’t like mother fuckers 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 fucking die for me But you don’t even have any mother fucking 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucking 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucking attitude Fucking 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 fucking 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 fucker want it, they can get it, I don't care Chopper chop, chop, chop mother fucker 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucker 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 fucker 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