Executioners

By R3DD L

On The Blackest Eyes

Released on November 25, 2019

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[Verse 1: R3DD L]

I don’t like mother fuckers who lie to me

Tell me what I’m doing is good, then they say goodbye to me

If you were a good friend, you would fucking die for me

But you don’t even have any mother fucking time for me

Why do you want me to unleash demons?

Why do you want me to keep on feeling

Like I’m broken inside, not healing

When I wake up at night, I’m screaming

Laid in a bed where I’m strapped down tight

But I really want to get up and I’m ready for a fight

To get to the top, all I need is a mic

I don’t need fake friends, I will eat ‘em alive

I will look ‘em in the eyes this one last time

Tell ‘em I don’t take shit, but they’re going to get mine

If they want to bring war, I’ma reach new heights

I’m an executioner, with a hate-filled mind


[Chorus: R3DD L]

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner


[Verse 2: Playboy the Beast]

Let's go

Step on up to death row

Hit 'em with these bars, guaranteed it's a death blow

I be killing rappers and it's in my manifesto

I could step on anything, it doesn't matter what the tempo

Treat my body and my mind like a temple

Hardest nigga that you'll ever find, I body instrumentals

Five hundred plus, you can check my credentials

Murder for hire, you can just call me the ice man

Keep it, then you fucking fakers face off at the mic stand

Nigga trying to run, I've got a knife inside my right hand

Always been an asshole, never been a nice man

Never will be, you're gon' have to kill me

I'm trying to make this money, but you're gon' bring out the real me

Lay a nigga down, going back to my old ways

Ya'll be riding dick while I'm riding on my own waves

It's called certain death, all you're seeing is the Ghostface


[Chorus: R3DD L & Jinzx]

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner


[Verse 3: Jinzx]

Assassinate, execute, murder you, shit on you

Merk you, all of you, watch your fucking attitude

Fucking around with an emcee like me

I'm like Quicksilver, Flash, hauling ass with the speed

Son of a bitch, I'm like a mother fucking road runner, spitting missiles

With a double-sided axe, watch your back, I'm an asshole

Tar and feather you in the public square in your underwear

If a mother fucker want it, they can get it, I don't care

Chopper chop, chop, chop mother fucker what

I'm lit like a candle, you don't wanna battle, nah

I spit raw, rip your dome off and throw it like a football

You got a lot of balls trying to pop off

Fuck off run up on you with the machete

I'm ready to spring your blood like confetti bitch you don't want it with me

I kill mics, murder, murder, murder, demise

Crucifixion to these rappers that can't rhyme


[Chorus: R3DD L]

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner


[Verse 4: Daniac]

So sick of being insecure

I gotta work on myself and I gotta be ensured

I’m gonna be myself and I will not conform no

I’m a killer and I gotta warn yo’

That I’m gonna do what it will take to win

I’m making sins 'cause I have a lot of hate within

And man, I need control, it takes a toll

On everybody else but it makes me whole

And man I’m passive aggressive and can be possessive

And when I have opinions I have to express it

My actions offensive, beliefs they objective

How could anybody be so excessive

I’m best at this rap when I’m being myself

But I’m different so I need to rebel

I’m feeling compelled and see when I fell was so lost

I been risk taking it never be low cost

Gotta get myself the respect I crave

And feel that if I fail it was the best I gave

But I’m an angry man it hasn’t got me buzz

But I bet they’re scared of me probably 'cause


[Chorus: R3DD L]

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I could body any mother fucker on a track

Every single time I write a line, I’m on attack

When I feel a little emotional, I bite back

I am the executioner

I am the executioner