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letra de execution - the 98s

[produced by sir scozz and kurruption]

[verse 1: ross allen]

uh dead to mortals, escaped through the portal
k!lling this sh-t, verbal shots through your car door
rave on auto, just beginning we winning
new ‘preme sh-t i’m feeling it all cotton or linen sh-t
step back or i’m ripping your back off john lenon sh-t
if you ain’t k!lling sh-t get the f-ck off the premisses
body language is penmanship
i’m in heaven inhaling the scent of me in h-ll at 23
visioning satan giving me that 3rd degree
but k!lling this sh-t is 2nd to me
winning the case is my destiny
mortal kombat finish them rest in peace
pg n-gga but my sh-t say northeast
riding through the city you can’t miss me like the pope
tried to k!ll 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 b-tch hit a note
straight k!lling this sh-t

[chorus: ross allen]

i’m k!lling this sh-t
straight k!lling (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 n-gga like a page

- the 98s

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