Kid Vishis feat. Royce da 5'9'' - The Execution | Текст песни

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• Kid Vishis feat. Royce da 5'9''
• The Execution

And i need someone to believe in, someone to trust
i need some to believe in, someone to trust
you know we goin in right?

the prince really, sold it out this forth letter on my head or tattered on my hand, the d is in me
you can pretend b but contend with any
for good times i burn my minds like the momma opinion
and i put on for my city detroit me royce on tequila you can keep your whiskey
our pockets never empty cause we rock shows consistently
i’m shit fool now you will get whiff from me
i am a rhyming fine tune machine therefore
i’m steps ahead of your thoughts as a human being
i remember when niggers used to hate on the king
now they admit its his time and he doing his thing
yeah, lost proof, lost blade, so every D mc that’s beefin is all slaves
we all remember days in life when the pain came the type of way
that made you pray at night, ah

yeah, and we gotta shout out all the motherfuckers
Who instrumental in Detroit hip hop,
d twizzy, my nigger obie, my nigger el zy
motherfuckin black milk, guilty simpson,Marv one, let’s do this
say the wrong shit to the right nigger
the right hit you or the bullets coming straight down the pipe just like a picture
rock city, change the name to glock city
pop pop that’s the reason why if you not with me
you are scrapping a pound, clapping you a down,
Cramping them bullets is bloodsuckers they bout that
they count trapped the soundtrack to the now
you clown rap and i’m back with a round hat,
my crown bow down get attacked, strap like velcro, hell no
fireballs hit you, there’s no way to go to hell slow
the things i’m saying they name me Damien and you the dame in ways
the game funny for fame shit, your main dame is shameless
she’a take it through the mouth, pussy hole and anus
Thinking she gonna get famous, haha
that’s dangerous, jelousy’s for weak motherfuckers, is the d motherfuckers

yeah, that just happened, and that’s the victory lap
winning!! i’m on my charlie sheen shit right now nigger
getting’ a whole bunch of money, killing you bitch niggers with kindness, goodbye
we go somewhere an fuckin, sniffle, haha
fucking lame, yeah
you talkin’ to ryan, let me tell you how awesome I am
i slap a fagot with bad acne with a waffle iron
you can catch me dissing you will never get caught replying
it ain’t a toss up I jus chalk you and toss the iron
i merge together walking and flying,
all from buying more gucci than’a waffle cone tatted artist i am,
i am not dissing, i just got bitches that are the top pickins
the reason why these celebrity niggers get caught with their pants down
crotch pickin’, that’s not hot niggers!
since riders block drop hip hop and silent style
cause without a doubt, i’m the hardest nigger this rhyming out
and i’m crime about when its drama the nine is out
you gonna see more running an stretchin than what goes on inside a common’s house
i got bars nigger, and i don’t fuck with you
signing out sincerely, the fucking gooch

yeah, that just happened, that just little happened
shout out my nigger trick trick to og, my nigger shady, my nigger wine
this is the bar from bar mixtape by the way, kid vishis
i’m just representing money
i mean literally, literally, representing money, haha
god damn man, i do this victory laugh so much man
ha, shady records nigger! Gracie pride nigger
i feel bulletproof today, today
prolly cause i spit with the illest killers in the bizness
as a matter of fact i’m getting in the booth with the GOAT in the morning
who fucked ya all niggers rapping with though?
what’s up with ya all movement though, ya? haha
this the 2.0 boys here niggers, 2.0 boys nigger
Ah this black history
i’m out of here, i’m tired of this shit.

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