08. X-ecutioner Style ft. Black Thought

From the top Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up (when I'm talkin' to you) Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up I'm about to Wasn't that fun? Let's try something else Forty-five caliber killa' From outta the Phila-dela-realla' Show y'all brothas how you not a guerilla Smooth-talkin' fully-automatic weapon conceala' Take skrill, break pillas, let's hit 'em with the Godzilla Filthy stinkin', standin' on solid ground And still be sinkin' Submergin' in the parks and still be linkin' Pluck beef when it starts so fuck your thinkin' It's not a mirage I'm in a motherfuckin' tractor from out the garage Wonder if you can duck but it's hard to dodge In the back of that spine's where my darts is lodged Gonna flip it straight up rippin' apart your squad X-ecutioner style, the cuts and blends Like a syringe Bangin' you in each of your limbs See me comin' through your party hard Without no bodyguard Smokin' somethin' Stompin' on each of your Tims I'm the B-to-the-L, the A, the C-King And when it comes to plannin' the tought The key thing, man Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up

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