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Now see I'm up my nine
I'm in the clip and cap
And let you know what's happening
With son of an assassin (son of an assassin)
Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps I can't stop
My gangsta attitude comes from my pops kickin' ass
And the #1 Assassin blastin' for nothin'
Peelin caps with a
Now, I can when I was just a little niggero
Rollin' the hood with my pops
I him kill a ho
(Boom!) was the sound
Of the nine when kill ya
So you pay your debt
But you had to pay the
(But you had to pay the
And blood splattered all on the ground - it my ass sick
I watched her and hit the ground
Just like a damn (damn brick)
He hit the gas, and we was tickets the quickness
"G, she to play me out
That's the way it be
Yeah," that's he said
"Don't tell a soul, if you me son"
He gave me a hug. I said, "I
I know how it's done."
And now I lay me to sleep
Hopin' I don't dream
'Cause every I get a vision of that
Same thing [the same one I up]
And like a fool I'm on a
We're sellin' mo' dope, wit my cash flow
pops I let my gun smoke
I a promise
I won't tell if your
I'm just that son of an assassin

Ever since I was seven I've been a nigga
Used to sneak my father's guns to play with that triggas
(Don't with my guns, boy)
One day I'm with the nine
I get a flashback, and get to about
The bullies in my class
That's always fuckin with me, but shit's has to stop
The next morning I
And I stuck my father's in my lunchbox
I'm on my way to school, that's I spotted the faggot
Removed the nine from the
And slipped the bitch my
Now I'm for a reason just
To straight let the trigger
I walked to him and said
"What's up now, bitch?"
The fucka-sucka started
And it but he missed
I knew the felt pissed
'Cause it was the nine he kissed
I socked the in the face
And to the ground with this
And boy didn't hesitate
He broke off than a muthafucka (Run, muthafucka, run!)
Ran inside the building thinking that was gonna him
But I caught up the nigga
out the nine, and I sprayed him
Tossed the gun to the
I'm heading straight for the
No more Krayzie be bullied
Cause Krayzie Bone just got
Then ran home, told my
He said "I why you did it, son
The was fuckin' with ya, so ya had to get rid of him"
Heard a knock on the door, he
"Yo, what the is this?!"
Police surrounded my hizzy with and psychologists
My father his gun and started pullin' the trigger
("Get him, Dad, get him!")
Now you know why I'm labeled a crazy-ass nigga
I watched while my Pops continued
My attitude is hereditary,
'Cause I'm the son of an

My father in the pen when I was 'bout two or three
They had him (Jail ain't shit!)
For manslaughter and murder in the degree
I heard from him in about a month or two
Until one night when I was watchin the eleven'oclock
I guess there's some insane inmate
Just now out the pen
And he can either be in
Columbus, or
Right then it upon me I'm like
"What in the Hell?!"
And then I heard a "ring-ring" on my
So when I the door, and much more to my surprise
Me and my pops was to face
eye to eye (Hello, son)
He said, "Son I'm on the run
And I don't be alone"
I said, "Don't say word
me and you is gone"
I went upstairs and got the
The pump, the nine's
Until holice got in the yard and stormed the shit
We jumped up into the(Gauge to ass, nigga) hizzy
I my daddy the nine
I one cop in the chest;
He shot two cops in the
You know I'm pullin' the trigger,
My bullets hittin'
I go to pull it again, (damn)
I ran out of
(Where the fuck are the at?!)
I up for the pump
And in a flash I got and turned around
Holice smoke my ass
I can feel my (Son!) passin'
I know I'm to die too
And just I left I said "Dad, I love you
(I you, Dad)"