Assassination
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[Verb T]
Step inside the building
And I'm walking like a killer
Looking for the others
Feeling that no one is iller
Wrapping up the bodies
Then I lock them in the chiller
Falling like Frazier
When he lost it in Manila
People always wanting us to go and kill the fakers off
And I got the right ingredients to go make a bomb
Show you in the thoughts when the blast tear your faces off
You see me standing in the ashes when the flames are gone
On the top floor, rifle in my grasp
Plus there's another three snipers in the grass
Pop your heads up while your driving in your car
That's a massacre, now your brain is your passenger
Aim it in your daytime
[?]
Flippin on the daily, but I don't work at Burger King
Up from the underground, stealth when we're surfacing
Leaving you bloody pa... all on your furnishings
[LEAF DOG]
So sharp I cut silk in the river
Leave your head....
As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China
Throw smoke bombs so thick, you can'f finda
Picture in the background, bodies getting hacked down
Heads falling off when we finally let the axe down
Keep the ear to the ground, listening for the crickets
Learn the art of w[?] , now I sleep with the spirits
Living stranger stands as the remainder, in danger
See, the beat is my retainer
I do the shogun a favor and save you
Even a hundred man deep, watching [?]
See me chilling, [?]
I need to fight you to the dead like [?]
Watch the skies turn grey, when my ninjas creep up on ya
Rip your heart out of your chest, just to feel your pain
[Dirty Dike]
Slay with tongue
Not the type to way from gun
Hit your pressure points
Walk away calm, don't run
Always moving with my face to the sun
(?) Turn rolling around the time to the fake and begun
Take the hits, right the names down
Do this for the story that they tell when I came 'round
Always high, but I never sat along the same ground
Waiting for the rain clouds
Wash away the footprints
Travel through deranged towns
Trained for combat, but really you on that?
I see descending like a scene out of Ong-Bak
There's no masters, no needing for contracts
Cause people disappear overnight and don't come back
Write the scriptures, what they depict is another loss for (?), we're the victors
You get it? Blood is addictive
On some sick shit, won't stop till there is no one on the hit list
[BVA MC]
I'm killing slappers, kids, animals and rappers
[?]
I bring madness, with a dagger I bring sadness
Stare you in the eyes until you collapse into blackness
In the garden shed I sit waiting
Playing with my razor blade, and mate, I ain't shaving
Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked
Playing chess with Ted Bundy's best mates hating
Dreams of raping a boy band's member in the face
I'm chopping of his bollocks with a spade
There's not a lot of promise in my brain
Like God, am I insane
With a shotgun, I wander in the rain
You ain't got one when I cop one in your face
I blow your ... off to ponder on the pain (?)
Take you shopping round the hospital of ...
I ain't popular, I ain't wrong and I ain't stopping till the grave
[Fliptrix]
I assassinate, lacerate and decapitate
Hack you up ... wrap you up in ....
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This man's insane
?
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Kill them with a handgrenade like BANG!
Cause I'm a cold-blood killer
Cold blooded, [?]
[?]
Holding him ransom, smacking him with hammers ...
... he's blacker than Marilyn Manson
[?]
[?]
[?]
We're burning the cash to ashes
Quicker than rappers making the victims vanish
[?]..., giving them a drink of waters
I know it's liquid acid, that's dramatic
[]
Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby
Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby
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