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kid vishis - the execution lyrics

[intro: royce da 5’9″ & kid vishis]
yo, nemisis
what’s up baby? bar for bar
the prince, yeah
you know we goin’ in right?
yeah
yeah

[verse 1: kid vishis]
the prince really, sold it out this fourth 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, ah
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 the sh-t fool now you will get a 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 n-ggas 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 (detroit)

[interlude: royce da 5’9″]
yeah, and we gotta shout out all the motherf-ckers
who instrumental in detroit hip hop
d-twizzy, my n-gga obie, my n-gga elzhi
motherf-ckin’ black milk, guilty simpson, marv won, let’s do this

[verse 2: kid vishis]
say the wrong sh-t to the right n-gga
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 out scr-pping a pound, clapping you a down
cramping them bullets is bloodsuckers they bout that
they count drac’ the soundtrack to the now
you clown wack and i’m back with a round hat
my crown bow down or get attacked, strap like velcro, h-ll no
fireb-lls hit you, there’s no way to go to h-ll slow
the things i’m saying they name me damien and you the damon wayons
the game funny for fame sh-t, your main dame is shameless
she’a take it through the mouth, p-ssy hole or -n-s
thinking she gonna get famous, haha
that’s dangerous, jelousy is for weak motherf-ckers, is the d motherf-ckers

[bridge: royce da 5’9″]
yeah, that just happen, hahahaha
and that’s the victory laugh, hahahaha
winning! i’m on my charlie sheen sh-t right now n-gga
getting a whole bunch of money, i’m k!lling you b-tch n-ggas with kindness, goodbye
and go somewhere were its f-ckin’, sniffle, haha
f-cking lame

[verse 3: royce da 5’9″]
yeah, you talking to ryan, let me tell you how awesome i am
i slap a f-ggot with bad acne with a waffle iron
you can catch me dissing who and never get caught replying
it ain’t a toss up i just chalk you and toss the iron
i merge together walking and flying
all from buying more gucci than a waffle cone tatted under an artist i am
i am not dissing, i just got b-tches that are the top pickins
the reason why these celebrity n-ggas get caught with their pants down
crotch picking, that’s not hot n-ggas!
since “writer’s block” drop hip hop’s in silent style
cause without a doubt, i’m the hardest n-gga this rhyming out
and i’m crime about when its drama the nine is out
you gonna see more running and stretchin than what goes on inside a common’s house
haha, i got bars n-gga, and i don’t f-ck with you
signing out sincerely, the f-cking gucc, haha

[outro: royce da 5’9″]
yeah, that just happened, that just literally happened
shout out my n-gga trick-trick the og, my n-gga shady, my n-gga wine
this is the bar4bar mixtape by the way, kid vishis
i’m just representing money
i mean literally, literally, representing money, haha
god d-mn man, i do this victory laugh so much man
ha, shady records n-gga! gracie pride n-gga
i feel bulletproof today, today
prolly cause i spit with the illest k!llers in the business
as a matter of fact i’m getting in the booth with the goat in the morning
who the f-ck ya n-ggas rapping with though?
whats up with ya’l movement though?, haha
this the 2.0 boys year n-ggas, 2.0 boys n-gga
ah this sh-t is black history
i’m out of here, im’m tired of this sh-t

- kid vishis lyrics

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