Kid Vishis, Royce da 5'9" - The Execution lyrics

Yo, Nemisis what's up baby? Bar for bar
The prince, yeah you know we goin' in right?
Yeah yeah

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 shit 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 niggas used to
Hate on the king
Now they admit it's 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)

Yeah, and we gotta shout
Out all the motherfuckers
Who instrumental in Detroit hip hop
D Twizzy, my nigga Obie, my nigga Elzhi
Motherfuckin' Black Milk, Guilty
Simpson, Marv Won, let's do this

Say the wrong shit to the right nigga
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 scrapping 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, 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 Damon Wayons
The game funny for fame shit
Your main dame is shameless
She'a take it through the mouth
Pussy hole or anus
Thinking she gonna get famous, haha
That's dangerous, jelousy is
For weak motherfuckers
Is the D motherfuckers

Yeah, that just happen, hahahaha
And that's the victory laugh, hahahaha
Winning! I'm on my Charlie Sheen
Shit right now nigga
Getting a whole bunch of money, I'm
Killing you bitch niggas with kindness
Goodbye
And go somewhere were it's fuckin', sniffle
Haha fucking lame

Yeah, you talking to Ryan
Let me tell you how awesome I am
I slap a faggot 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 bitches that are the top pickins
The reason why these celebrity niggas get
Caught with their pants down
Crotch picking, that's not hot niggas!
Since "Writer's Block" drop hip
Hop's in silent style cause without a doubt
I'm the hardest nigga this rhyming out
And I'm crime about when it's
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 nigga
And I don't fuck with you
Signing out sincerely, the fucking Gucc, haha

Yeah, that just happened
That just literally happened
Shout out my nigga Trick Trick
The OG, my nigga Shady, my nigga Wine
This is the Bar4Bar 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 nigga! Gracie pride nigga
I feel bulletproof today, today
Prolly cause I spit with the
Illest killers in the business
As a matter of fact I'm getting in the
Booth with the GOAT in the morning
Who the fuck ya niggas rapping with though?
Whats up with ya'l movement though?, haha
This the 20 boys year niggas, 20 boys nigga
Ah this shit is black history
I’m out of here, Im'm tired of this shit