It's assassination day, I
I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding the fight, we all die tonight The I live's a twenty-five to life bid Parole reneged, I stroll the fugitive CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, the fiend talk Three Gs the cost in Supreme White and blackmail land me back in jail We're all for sale, a stolen but it fail Stranded on the front I shine to the and blind It comes time I take back what was once Crunch time in the first the worst slaughter Devil's poisoning the birth The daughter rest her head on my chest the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest While the plant fear and exploit the gun blasting Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are Trapped in water, gasping I clash with the for my half on the action
I stop producers careers, the spot was the ears Scorpion hits the mark Pierce the heart silver spears bewildered My unsaturated, low Devils feel this so you're living build tilted MC's upon their axis, their body tactic Lactic acid, drop cactus, practice You can match this invincible Wu-Tang One under God With liberty and The mic is in my who bring ruckus leave in crutches Unforgivable snakes the double-edged swords starts to swivel the head, makes the projects more livable Interchangeable, flammable My chamber is ninety-nine plus one angles And strangles, microphone start to dangle Silent as the gases that pass throughout your Retreat through your out like sweat through the pores Destroy your organs with the biological warfare
First of all before we on, this shit is like a Yukon, don it out like Grey Poupon Splurging, merging in the Using this like an adverb Action word, flowing like a God came in, aiming Terry Bradshaw He hit the crash bar, stay God His shit is Pa You handle this just algebra UFO spot 'em like Holding bullet-proof Acuras You so fly, right, you want to get me high Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm shooting it like they blue tops You play me like your lady Pay me spit it at you like a baby Final Haiti
War's serious and it saddens me To have to tings to deadly measures And have you and shot for no pay It's assassination day I my enemy like prey by deceptional sounds that deceives And MC's to the lair With a mic-like bait, awaits to be bitten by greed Temptation tempts my to proceed Forward, wouldn't allow retreat You'd rather death than admit defeat Now who's best to for what I specialize in Murderous rhyming, constantly My mind spits with an kickback Your brain didn't absorb the Disorderly from the crowd is the feedback
It's assassination day, I