It's assassination day, I
I move through the third world, my third eye's the light the fight, we all die tonight The life I live's a to life bid Parole reneged, I stroll the fugitive CREAM is short, Cee Power stalk, plus the fiend talk Three Gs the cost in Supreme lies and blackmail land me back in jail We're all for sale, a stolen goal but it Stranded on the line I shine to the and blind It comes time I take back what was mine Crunch time in the quarter the worst slaughter Devil's poisoning the water The earth daughter rest her on my chest Through the we cuddle under half-moon crest the press plant fear and exploit the gun blasting Central is shackling, nerves are unfastened Trapped in deep water, I clash with the titans for my on the action
I stop producers careers, the spot was the ears Scorpion darts the mark Pierce the heart silver spears You're My unsaturated, low Devils feel this so you're living build tilted MC's their axis, their body hazard tactic Lactic acid, desert cactus, practice You can never match invincible Wu-Tang One under God With and justice The mic is in my Thugs who bring ruckus in crutches Unforgivable face the double-edged swords starts to swivel Decapitates the head, makes the projects more Interchangeable, flammable My chamber is ninety-nine one unnameable angles And strangles, microphone cords start to Silent as the gases that pass your anal Retreat your doors Seep out sweat through the pores Destroy internal organs with the biological warfare
First of all before we move on, shit is like a Yukon, don Spread it out like Poupon Splurging, in the suburbs Using this just an adverb Action word, flowing a blackbird God came in, like Terry Bradshaw He hit the crash bar, stay God His is smashed Pa You handle this just algebra UFO spot 'em Galaga like bullet-proof Acuras You so fly, yeah right, you want to get me Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm it like they blue tops know You play me like your lady Pay me three-eighty spit it at you a baby destination Haiti
War's extremely serious and it me To have to take to deadly measures And have you measured and for no pay It's assassination day I stalk my enemy prey Tranqued by sounds that deceives And MC's to the lair With a mic-like bait, awaits to be bitten by greed tempts my victim to proceed Forward, ignorance wouldn't allow You'd pursue death than admit defeat Now who's best to for what I specialize in rhyming, constantly inclining My mind with an enormous kickback Your brain didn't absorb the Disorderly conduct from the is the feedback
It's assassination day, I