I Look up to Killers

Lyrics

[Verse: Yung Statz] 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 thе streets You know the story motherfuckers Bеcause 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 [Hook: Crucified] 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 [Verse: Crucified] 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 [Hook: Crucified] 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