the fuck outta here man Damn Son Go ahead man, I'm dying go ahead Hold that shit Son Yo, go ahead go ahead, nigga try to assassinate me man... Intro
as a black forest in these starving streets A garbage heap that was brought Stars could eat The nerve of haters Diss us perging gators So I spit venom
the thousand-yard stare, Who gouged the notches in the family tree, Who hypnotized the guilt in career rhythm trance. Assassin, assassin, assassin, assassin. (Assassin
sky Intuition crucify When the eagle strips your reign Assassinate the living flame So what now? Where do I head? When you think it's all said and done Venom
hand pon the trigger Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger nigga [Prodigal Sunn - Sunz of Man] Yo, straight actin live about them hellfires A known mental killer, or thriller, assassin
Peep the finisher, blemisher, menace to sinister It's him with the, been with the, mic's next to kin with the Lyrical assassinate like toxic waste Rocks
knows the exact cause of the new album Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
the Heavens, see they never allowed So I vow to kick it, Reel shit is wicket Notice the way I flow this when the venom's inflicted Bashin' for the blastin', the underground assassin
's my family Criminals and wierdos Outcasts and freakshows And members of the carnival That's my family Wicked clowns and dead folks And lyrical assassins
Ignite my styles, I got my hand pon the trigger Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger nigga Yo, straight actin' live about them hellfires A known mental killer, or thriller, assassin
my styles I got my hand upon the trigger Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger nigga Yo, straight actin' live about them hell fires A known mental killer, or thriller, assassin
charts Attack the heart, undersiege like sharks in the dark Visionous lyricist with a pen that's poisonous Deadly venoms that'll drill em, stick em,
emotion in a thousand yard stare? Who gouged the notches from the family tree? Who hypnotized the guilt in career rhythm Trance? Assassing, assassing, assassing, assassing
A I'm an animal, and an angry academic activist, axe and assassinate the alphabet in an ambulance. ahki I'm aggy and I'm actually anti arrogant artists
do every body talkin in the streets so you know that I'm comin straight for you I'm a killa a mass murda the realest nigga you ever heard of [Twista] the lyrical assassin
frame, incredible pain You getting drenched in that November rain We the opposite of that whack shit Trash man of clap rapping, you die, trash it Five six professional assassins
the fuck outta here man Damn Son Go ahead man, I'm dying go ahead Hold that shit Son Yo, go ahead go ahead, nigga try to assassinate me man... [Intro