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Hitmen Holdin Steel
(feat. 21 Gunz) [The Assassin] Let me get this off my chest I'm tired of all these niggaz tryin to flex Walkin around like you're big men and you cant get bodied yet I'm hear to let you know that I pack a black gat On spare times, I kicks raps That makes a niggaz wanna murder, black Not Al Pachino, but a real scarface I done cut so many niggaz, that my name should be razor blade So, be afraid, when when I come through with my gat Cuz your bones'll be scattered on the floor from hollow points, black The Assassin, a nice talkin villian who could mix mad killings and hang bodies from the ceiling I'm illing, and if you want a raw bring it on and I'll bet you I'll turn your shit into a black ugly split [Razen Kane] I spits, kills like bitches get their earrings snatched Come down with that only gun, waiting with the 44 berret Slaughtering niggaz, body's tonned My flow waits, throws weights as old as the sun Known as the suave likes some killing First name is Razen and last name is Kane SongtexteThe album, all the bitch styles that come through Attack through your system like you had atomic flu The mind killer, the glock pealer Keep my timbo's dragging, and the 45 for action The god has rocked, from here to the east Never got shot, but got locked by the beast Roll with the NARC's, and hang with with the dungeonists Beats some of them, 21 Gunz licking cannabis [21 Gunz] Bomb.. bomb.. another lick shot to the med Messin with these please, with tomb tomb, leave em dead [Four-Fif] I'm taking no prisoners, Four-Fif is stepping in your area Causing mass hysteria, my mission is to bury you Mission accomplished, flesh i haunt this, guns I grip Bring your click to their knees when my clips spit And get ate, no matter who you bring for back-up My peoples have tracked for the first nigga to act up You have dropped the flavor, that made you a believer For putting niggaz on growing pains and Maggie Seaver So, If you wanna test, say no more, just come You'd better have more guns than Jordan got M-1's If not, you get rocked by 16 shots, dice dropped on the spot Decapitated from your top, we stand, proudest as thieves, my man Whats the theme, getting cream and the deadly routine with my team [Nine-Lives] Now first of all, I never shot nobody They're telling me that the pope was god I see him at his next party, make me murder him Killer illuminati thoughts, make it a bloodsport I'm famous in the black hoods They televise and lies, I'm in to play your guys Its easy your wearing a tie, I choke him until he cries The speed of revolution, the only solution Instead of boosting bullshit, let's take Houston Do it in the east, it's never peace, make him one of the deceased Go back to the days of crease, matching leaf patches We came far, this time artillery's filling me Blast cops be the bar, it's our club Hip hop universe, 16er's they do the dirty work This is where the evil lerks So, I scramble some plan to dismantle the man Trying to slip a mickey, its rage on his hands [All] Another day gone, another hit to be written Another beat made, another clip to be spitten [Gang Starr sample scartching] [White Al] Aiyyo, I'm hear to make it know that White-Al's on the scene Like a dream your perception's very varied, I'm Loensteen In your face, I erase all expressions like an art On the chart, I'm ready to do my thing and rip your mind apart I'm the dart, your the target, boy you need to watch it I get my style that hits you in the head, I gets retarded For instance, certainly I'm know to go the distance I'm in this, yo, murder is the key but I'm not finished I'm a menace to the mic, blows spost like dynamite Keep it tight, when I write, heads turn when I strike [21 Gunz] Now, who could it be, take a guess, coming through the line Close to dungeon or escape from the 5th ward Lost my soul at the tender age of nine Took remorse in the feelings, my heart became blind I guns your mind, coming from Brooklyn watch your back Just like I shadow, yes we lerk close behind It's time to reveal, assasinating styles That reflect the feel of hitmen holdin steel Aus Songtexte Mania