Executioner Style by Awesome Dre
Executioner Style by Awesome Dre

Executioner Style

Awesome Dre * Track #3 On You Can’t Hold Me Back

Executioner Style Lyrics

My mouth's the gun, my words are the ammo
I'm in combat, I got my camouflage
And I'm not a mirage
Only Rambo could dodge my barrage
But you ain't him, cuz he's a fictional character
This ain't a movie, do you see a director?
I tell exact truth, fact, there's no stories
This ain't a optional class, it's mandatory
Takin' ya out, executioner style
And then smile when I'm at my trial
Cuz it was foul, and it was worth my while
Because to me you're still juvenile
Direct, precise, straight and exact
Describes the way that Awesome Dré attacks
When I executе, I don't stutter
There's no fеar in my heart, it don't flutter
I got off what you could call scot-free
Cuz I convinced 'em it was not me
I'm like a shotgun, I'm not your son
I kill emcees like you just for fun
You don't want none cuz I'm the one
LIke a laserbeam, I stun
My rhyme is like a sucker punch
Punching you dead in the eye
Don't ask why, just let me by
While I bogart, rip you apart
When God was passin' out organs, he skipped your heart
So don't start, cuz that ain't smart
I'll toast you, and serve you like a Pop Tart
I ain't Art, I ain't Claude
I never perpetrated a fraud
I'm authentic, no, not fictitious
Cold, hard, and just plain vicious
Serious, that's what my theory is
I appear to emcees as hideous
Piteous, that's how they appear to me
They fear me cuz I'm the epitome
Of hardcore, stronger than a dinosaur
Scandalous in the gangster wars
Awesome Dré, yes, I guess it's obvious
Cuz no one dares to ever copy this
And if you do you're through, I'll put your head out
So get in a groove and get the lead out
Murderous, don't say you haven't heard of us
We peeped the scene and it suddenly occurred to us
We're the hardest, not the retardest
But the smartest
Graduated valedictorian of rap
You're gradually, casually falling in my trap
You listen to my rhymes bustin' off like a cap
I come from Detroit, the hardest city on the map
Clap. If you don't I'll snap
Slap you cross your trap like a handicapped sap
Awesome Dré's status: out of reach
I'm the president you'll never impeach
Who are you, dumbness? From Columbus?
You're just fiendish, dumb as a dingus
Don't tell it to me, go tell it to the mountain
You can't believe all the money that I'm countin'
In my bank account, yes, it's quite paramount
Knock a sucka out, then carry him out
Of the party, now what up, smarty
Caught a beatdown and got your ass beat hardy
Hardcore, that's the Committee
Lock your door when we come to your city
Terrorizin', not surprisin'
You knew we was comin', so you started exercisin'
Your right to try to fight
But full of fright, got your ass beat all night
Psych, it's over for fightin'
Gonna get mine with the TEC-9 milli really lightening
Up the whole joint , you comprehend how I'm expressin' my point
I get ill, he don't kill for thrill
But if you think he ain't real, then he will
Mighty, some say it's not right of him
To put suckas in fear at the sight of him
Brother Lonzell as well
You think he ain't with it? Well we can't tell
Tony Tone, back on the stone
Like Capone, soon to be known
On the microphone
Leave him alone
Or you'll wind up in the dead zone
Best beware of my disc jockey
He'll tear you up like you was teriyaki
The most toast of both the coasts
To be specific, Atlantic and Pacific
Terrific, yes, quite prolific
How my rhymes calculate so scientifically
With the beat, see
The only key is to be like me
But wait, don't get too heroic
I'll be like, yo blow you can go slower
Takin' you out, execution style

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