Lyrical Breakdown of Execution Style - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Execution Style" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Hey, yo i don't give a fuck who with em
I want em all dead
Let the mack eleven conversate with his forhead
I wanna see your thoughs splattas
Bitch i put this uzi in ya mouth
And squeeze the trigga like a fat ass
Shoot em in the fucking face
Chainsaw em down
Streets tell em what it is
"execution style"
Layin chest down, Broke his arms
Get his dome too
Guess i'll see ya next life time like "buy-do"
I decorate your fucking outfit with red dots
No photographers in here
But we specilize in Head shots
Jae won't miss ya
Mister i'm like adolf hitler
Nigga i'll shindler's list ya
Goodnight i'll let the AK long kiss ya
Muder all ya loved ones but no one will miss ya
'course i got mudder money
Like we're sellin blanco
Lay a nigga down pronto, execution style
I aint grow em soft,
I grow loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style
I aint grow em soft,
I grow it loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style
2 clickers pointed at cha 6 pack
Click, clack
Turn this motha fucka to a rib shack
Exit wounds to the back of ya head
Put the pillow on the barrel
Catch you nappin in bed
Execution is no resolution
21 gun salute, revolution
I could getcha brains for the low
Like i got it from a booster
You pussy in the gun, gonna douche ya
Catch you waking up while you yawning
The nine with the beam
Rise and shine, goodmornin
Spaghetti on ya garments
Pasta your posture
Cook em like a foreman
Crack em like a lobster
Pop star, mop em
Stand on top of em
Point blank range till ya not
Then i pop em
Rock em, drop em
Two hallow tips to ya noggin
Kill em execution style
Nigga no problem
I aint grow em soft,
I grow loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style
I aint grow em soft,
I grow it loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style
Somebody, Nobody, Yo Buddy
Nail your head with nobody
Oh I didn't wanna step to me
I'm from the home of the steppers
And no one take time out,
I'm like new orleans like weather
Every so devious, mean and mischievous
We all gotta eat,
And im the mothafuckin' greediest
Check my previous, im the hardest,
They the easiest
They wanna know what Weezy is
And what kinda disease he is
I cant be cured, ya cant cure
Gotta scope and a red beam for when i aint sure
Peek-a-boo muthafuka i see ya
You a pussy,
And i would love to be gonneria
Straight run up in your casa tie up mama-mia
Let her getchu on the phone,
Gun will hurt of the ear
I ain't playing right now,
No not right now
I'll shot you in your muthafukin smile
Hahaha
I aint grow em soft,
I grow loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style
I aint grow em soft,
I grow it loud
Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now
Bitch nigga play me wrong
And ima shoot em down
Kill his whole motha fucking family
Execution style