Execution

[Verse 1: High Deafinician] High Deaf Clearly defined lines Simply articulated are really a crime When quickly divvied up I'm really up Y'all simply declined pitching me silly designs? Nah, nigga And I ain't the one especially if you're upside down Smiling for fun It ain't no plan of mine to die tonight I slide with the gun, not likened to run And I see all nigga And right through you execution the option I think I just might shoot Profliferate peaceful punches till the light leaves you Should of piped your popper pussy nigga Silencе fool! Ha ha ha ha Wrapped your raps just like it's fa la la la Execution in HD now ya calling on God Baby Jеsus, Buddha, maybe Allah Get em all nigga The delivery dictates That everything emitted must disseminate distate For the death dealing dummies getting diddied the dick taste Never leaving a thick shake been down your throat While you was bobbing UK was round your hoes I had to illuminate the simpy clown in bro Execute him in the ground he goes rapper ego Buried now he knows this UK, motherfucker Rude beige, motherfucker Staying on stage with some dude's bae motherfucker Stepping in puddles cause of the cooch spray motherfucker Light up the crowd, this is a new day, motherfucker Come on in, execution of these bars, got the club on ten Big balls now, need a chick to suck on them Only familiar phalanges can get ta rub on them So all you dick riding niggas, get the fuck on then [Chorus: Tech N9ne, High Deafinician] Execution of all those That step to us Believe this is your execution Let all know Ain't too tough to spit, ain't no sucker shit Living in our midst execute em quick [Verse 2: Big Doobie] Oh, shit This is what happened when Frieza killed Krillin But I'm killing anything living that's standing around The hero is also the villain Kakarot Doobie This is the closest you'll get to hearing the lord spit a verse I'm going super saiyan Drop a spirit bomb with the power to shatter the Earth Bitch, I am him, the nigga they fear The one that they know not to play with at all I'll beat the breaks off of dog Or I'll make a call and leave all his thoughts on the wall Bitch, I am Godzilla, I'm the king of the monsters I'm at you if I sense a threat I am as close to perfect, this is walking greatness Better yet this is good as is gets I ain't tip toeing, bitch, I'm standing on the bar for bar I am one of the best, been eating underground rappers for four years I'm still hungry, bitch bring me the vets Bring me his head, bring me his neck Bring me his fangaz, bring me his chest Bring me some salt pepper and a little ol bay Oh my God, bitch, I thought I was Jeff I am relentless in my pursuit of success I know that I'm destined to blow I am a walking spectacle Big Doobie a.k.a Mr. There Goes The Show There go the lights, the camera, the action They got that nigga that made that song snapping There go Mister think he a big fucking deal Mama there go that big cactus, bitch it's Doobie [Chorus: Tech N9ne, High Deafinician] Execution of all those That step to us Believe this is your execution Let all know Ain't too tough to spit, ain't no sucker shit Living in our midst execute em quick [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] N9NE They hate on my scripts, like I give a shit Fat stacks when I spit rhyme Remember them calling me Celsius, I am the coldest Think about any album I've done every one it exploded All the technical skill and the rhythm for people I showed it every time 8-1-6, stompin yo bitch sickness Drop on your knee cause the choppin from me is so lit So many kingz and not below anything So you can never get a hold of these wings Taking the dope across the nation they fo any fiend Brody we sing and make your bitches totally cream With the evolution devil losin rebel choosin metal shootin Nobody's ready to handle this execution So many come at me devil and Tech's abusing Run is the best solution, what's coming next? Ya pukin I hit you ya fall like a bitch you're the fraud I'm the image of sinister tiny lister to y'all (Rest in power) Roguish living got em sick of the dog to any opposition They know I'm Mr. McCall Steppin louder I'm done being that guy To be nice here I come bringing death by You gon' get a colombian neck tie One screaming, "Tech, why?" (Why?) A lotta evil been vexing And so we cure with music get ta people infecting See your intestines bringing fecal in heaven This need more impressions Well here's a lethal injection, boom Pop a Glock, boom, stop the opps a lot With the bullet really gonna feel it When I get it cocked and its hot with the [Chorus: Tech N9ne, High Deafinician] Execution of all those That step to us Believe this is your execution Let all know Ain't too tough to spit, ain't no sucker shit Living in our midst execute em quick