Crucified – I’m Ready Lyrics
Artist: Crucified
Song: I’m Ready
Ready for whatever, they ready to get it better
Till i pull up the beretta, get deadlier with a sucker
Then i reach up in the bullet, but told him i cut like butter
Just in case they want to {?} us, i’m ready, {?} put the gun up
{?} for them suckers, i penetrate m#th*rf#ck*rs
If i’m smokin’ all the blunt up, i levitate over ruckus
Tug ’em, they wanted, they got the burners
f#ck it, every day i burn some, it make it feel like a bonus
If i gotta be the wicked, i’m killing you by the quarter
Gotta smoke all of the weed, i’m talkin’ better by the quarter
Every week, keep it real, i’m a loner
I don’t really need a friend because i’m talkin’ to my ganja
Now they callin’ me a monster ’cause i’m murdering their roster
And i pull up on the posse then i cook ’em like a lobster
And i eat ’em like some pasta, trust me, you don’t really wanna…
Feel that heat, sh#t, i’m hotter than some lava
Roll up beside ya, you are no longer
Now that i got ya, you aren’t in order
Off with your head, i kill in the studio
Wanna be dead? just planned out your funeral
Give me some bread, we get paid, it’s mutual
Thinkin’ of steppin’, it’s time for you to go
Pick up your weapon, don’t even think it, no
I’m an assassin, get you eventually
On the beat for money, they pay me, it’s funny
Someone want you to sleep, pay my fee
Throw me a g, you know what i need
Get me high up with lights in the sky so i’m beast
I’m ready forever, the master to weed
I’m ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
I’m ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
Lookin’ at them lookin’ at me like i {?}
That is what they thinkin’, i pick ’em up and i get to guttin’
Leave ’em in the gutter, straight {?}
’cause i make ’em f#ckin’ suffer, then murder ’em, would it be a plus?
I’m ready if any f#ck with it, i’m ready for the trouble
{?} bust
{?} murdering, can i get surgery?
Nobody f#ck with the sorcery
Egos i’m torturing, scorch a tree
Morbidly, morally kill off endorsing me
As far as the murder sh#t goes
Nobody been that be doin’ it worse than me
I’m ready with heat like a pro
You b#tches are frozen, they cannot converse with me
If you’re lookin’ for a killer, don’t be lookin’ any further
m#th*rf#ck*r, when i want you better be calling {?}
When i get up in the venue it’s a menu for the murder
God don’t got nothing to give, so keep on dissin’ me, you burn up
And i’m payin’ no attention to the haters that some wanna
’cause i find it motivating it to get it, get to slaughter
Then i better get to fading, then he fill ’em with the drama
m#th*rf#ck*r wasn’t knowin’ he was dealing with the monster
Got me stabbin’ the apostle when i’m grubbin’ at your roster
Ain’t no stoppin’, it don’t bother when i pop up the impala
’cause the {?} is full of ganja for the struggle, f#ck a bottle
And i {?} all my dollar, they get slaughtered
I’m a father so i murder y’all up for my daughter
Till they heads’ full of sorrow so tomorrow’s what i taught her
The sun is always shining {?}
I get it how i live it, get your ticket, play it smarter
You hoes
I’m ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
I’m ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I’m ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
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Crucified Lyrics – I’m Ready
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From the album:
The Ascension [Explicit]
Release Year: 2015