Execution by Theninetyeight$ Lyrics
[Produced by Sir Scozz and Kurruption]
[Verse 1: Ross Allen]
Uh dead to mortals, escaped through the portal
Killing this shit, verbal shots through your car door
Rave on auto, just beginning we winning
New 'Preme shit I'm feeling it all cotton or linen shit
Step back or I'm ripping your back off John Lenon shit
If you ain't killing shit get the fuck off the premisses
Body language is penmanship
I'm in heaven inhaling the scent of me in hell at 23
Visioning Satan giving me that 3rd degree
But killing this shit is 2nd to me
Winning the case is my destiny
Mortal kombat finish them rest in peace
PG nigga but my shit say Northeast
Riding through the city you can't miss me like the pope
Tried to kill myself just to see how it would go
Hoping to find hope I end this album in quotes
I ain't stopping til' that fat fat bitch hit a note
Straight killing this shit
[Chorus: Ross Allen]
I'm killing this shit
Straight killing (x2)
Yup 98 bring the 9 to your face
8 to the grave
Hope he don't slave
Heater on your chest make them burn up like May
Turn a nigga like a page
[Verse 1: Ross Allen]
Uh dead to mortals, escaped through the portal
Killing this shit, verbal shots through your car door
Rave on auto, just beginning we winning
New 'Preme shit I'm feeling it all cotton or linen shit
Step back or I'm ripping your back off John Lenon shit
If you ain't killing shit get the fuck off the premisses
Body language is penmanship
I'm in heaven inhaling the scent of me in hell at 23
Visioning Satan giving me that 3rd degree
But killing this shit is 2nd to me
Winning the case is my destiny
Mortal kombat finish them rest in peace
PG nigga but my shit say Northeast
Riding through the city you can't miss me like the pope
Tried to kill myself just to see how it would go
Hoping to find hope I end this album in quotes
I ain't stopping til' that fat fat bitch hit a note
Straight killing this shit
[Chorus: Ross Allen]
I'm killing this shit
Straight killing (x2)
Yup 98 bring the 9 to your face
8 to the grave
Hope he don't slave
Heater on your chest make them burn up like May
Turn a nigga like a page