I Look up to Killers (feat. Statuz)

Those motherfuckers know that I look up to the killers

But I'll bury you six feet in the ground , my ?mind

Bitch I don't need a shovel

They think that Statz is just fucking around , but I'm not though

But yeah , little did they know , bitch you've got a half flow

When I spit on this shit and they wonder who the fuck in wrecking this is

And you know this a chapter , cause this came in the game

Cause I be doing when I operate playing and they pretending that

Crucified's album is lame as shit

People just needed to stay and start praying a bit

The flyer take please , been all of my peeps

Cause this came from the streets

You know the story motherfuckers

Because it came from the bottom

And tell them they all overcome a beast

Lets cut this shit , motherfuckers know that we in this bitch

And I don't give a fuck about what anybody got to say

You can suck my dick. If you fucking hate me

Cause you know this ain't a fucking game and I ain't fucking playing

And I ain't fucking waiting for forever , damn

Kill any motherfuckers in my way. What the fuck am I supposed to say?

This motherfucker made me killing today

Hooray

I Look up to Killers and got a feeling when i hit ya

I might come and get ya

Fuck you , ?Skrilling get the zipper

Body baging victims with my mask on moon like a picture

The phantom gets away. What I rise through. I might script ya

I Look up to Killers and got a feeling when i hit ya

I might come and get ya

Fuck you , ?Skrilling get the zipper

Body baging victims with my mask on moon like a picture

The phantom gets away. What I rise through. I might script ya

He gets this up to the patrol looking at them , looking for someone to kill

But I got to be coming around when I'm smoking a blunt till I get them

And I know I will

Gotta go murder one. Better murder your body in bloody and I don't feel

Dragging their body , gallop to pay millions to them in aggression

They all die in ?veil

That I'm the torturer

The Crucified playing no game , ?and ?this ?is to torture ya

Back to the ritual , ritualistic type shit. When I'm flipping the beats

I'm the sorcerer

And I make it look easy to put up beneath this shit

They be greedy , I'm puttin' up

When I talk to the ripper. That come on its meet

Then put up on angel and teach you by pulsing ya

Don't know what they thinking. I'm showing up

And the meds up in my clique. I'm glowing up

When I talk all this shit I'm the net in the safe that beat Cooper

And you already know what's up

My brothers are ready , divine , they'll go find you

But kid , that's a fuck up , I'm already swolling up

That demon , get wanna-be talking this shit , but he ain't got no thought

Time to get a go on up

I'm making them feel dread. They feel that they're dead

I bet they be soaking red. They be blowing up

Some want me to breath , but they want to wrath

But I'm only Crucified. Roll it up

But it's a ?TD , they better believe

I Look up to Killers while blowing up

I'm chopping. They'll bleed. They'll never forget

Them killers to be coming up

I Look up to Killers and got a feeling when i hit ya

I might come and get ya

Fuck you , ?Skrilling get the zipper

Body baging victims with my mask on moon like a picture

The phantom gets away. What I rise through. I might script ya

I Look up to Killers and got a feeling when i hit ya

I might come and get ya

Fuck you , ?Skrilling get the zipper

Body baging victims with my mask on moon like a picture

The phantom gets away. What I rise through. I might script ya