[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've piped your popper pussy nigga

Silеnce fool! Ha ha ha ha

Wrapped your raps just like it's fa la la la

Exеcution in HD now ya calling on God

Baby Jesus, Buddha, maybe Allah

Get 'em all nigga

The delivery dictates

That everything emitted must disseminate distaste

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 to 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 a 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 necktie

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 it's 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