Ross Allen - Execution lyrics

[Produced by Sir Scozz and Kurruption] [Verse 1: Ross Allen] Uh dead to mortals, escaped through the portal k**ing this sh**, verbal shots through your car door Rave on auto, just beginning we winning New 'Preme sh** I'm feeling it all cotton or linen sh** Step back or I'm ripping your back off John Lenon sh** If you ain't k**ing sh** get the f** 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 k**ing this sh** is 2nd to me Winning the case is my destiny Mortal kombat finish them rest in peace PG n***a but my sh** say Northeast Riding through the city you can't miss me like the pope Tried to k** 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**h hit a note Straight k**ing this sh** [Chorus: Ross Allen] I'm k**ing this sh** Straight k**ing (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***a like a page