assassination day
ghostface killah
you heard me you dumb fuck
what the fuck do you mean
i've been up and down this ship. i've been in every fuckin room!
there is nothing! nothing!
i stalk. it's assassination
i sta. it's assassination day. it's assassination day
i move through the third world
my third eye's the guiding light
i stroll the globe fugitive
c-cypher power stalk plus the fiend talk
three g's accost in supreme court
white lies and blackmail land me back in jail
a stolen gold but it fail
stranded on the front line
i shine to the dumb and blind
it comes time i take back what was once mine
crunch time in the first quarter
devil's poisonin the birth water
the earth daughter rest her head on my chest
through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
while the press plant fear and exploit the gun blastin
central broadcasting is shackling
trapped in deep-water gaspin
i clash with the titans from my half on the action
the weak spot was their ears
scorpion darts hits their mark
pierce their heart with silver spears
devils still peeled it still they're living built tilted
the mic is in my clutches
unforgiveable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to swivel
my chamber is ninety-nine plus one unnameable
microphone cords start to dangle
silent as the gases that pass throughout your anal
retrieve through your doors
seep out like sweat through the pores
destroy your internal organs with the biological warfare
this shit is like a yukon
spread it out like grey poupon
using this just like an adverb
aimin like terry bradshaw
you handle this just like algebra
hold on like bullet-proof acuras
you hear how i'm shootin it like they blew top snow
you won't play me like your lady
pay me three-eighty spit it at you like a baby
war is extremely serious and it saddens me
to have to take tings to deadly measures
and have you measured and shot for no pay
it's assassination day i stalk my enemy like prey
tranked by deceptional sounds that deceives
and lures mc's to the lair
then awaits to be bitten by greed
temptation tempts my victim to proceed
ignorance wouldn't allow retreat
you'd rather pursue death than admit defeat
now who's best to describe for what i specialize in
my mind spits with an enormous kickback
your brain didn't absorb the impact
disorderly conduct from the crowd is the feedback. it's assassination day