Xzibit - Recycled Assassins |
Recycled Assassins
Hook: There's no escape from the ones who harassin' The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' Now I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin' But season after season they recycle assassins now Montageone: He's too advanced for his own good He didn't get a second chance to see the glock pointed at his hood Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain Nothin's changed in a city flask Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever Until the job is done and no one's left My man Jeff told me with his very last breath To watch moms But they got her with the car bomb Niggas play for keeps like casino Pop tried to save her second blast got his arm Baby's has got fathers just got back from doin' Chino The only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic With nothin' to lose loose screws in the attic And stash the barrel stab a nigga something terrible Death resume 20 kill in incredible time No guilt and shame On the mind stuck a nigga for lookin' didn't know he was blind So I find To another others kind when there's something to get Nobody saw shit cause it's not Mankind is a serious threat Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets In a vet gonna fast jet to the spot to see what they got Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets And it's deep how blood drys as a mother crys Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now There's no disgues for the ones who harassin' Xzibit: Hook Fuck playin' with toys our fun was on the block I came from a family of one girl and three boys Watchin' all the cats negotate the neighborhood stock My job was to come runnin' whenever cops was comin' My older brother I figure was the ring leader Whenever these cats move they all bring heaters All black and nickel plated (c'mon) Soon became fasinated bitches cars and kicks And look at how fast they made it My younger brother gave less than a fuck he was content But I want butts, livin' first class delux With G.I. Joe and Tonka trucks 15 years old soldier ready to serve these clucks My older brother was touched It's a game where you don't play gotta have cane Crack house for my birthday The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police Caught with keys 25 to life In a rage he lived but he payed the price Takin' in by the crew time to standed on my own two (c'mon nigga) But as I marinated thinkin' about the hood I really can't remember my body doin' good Undercover recognize the face now can't shake a For long big decisions somebody got to make 'em Phone tap (what) and now I'm in the belly of the beast Use to sittin' in leather sheets now I'm sittin' awaitin' release Put the toys down excited about the first round He bust I was crushed to finally see Visitors day, my younger brother came down The solution to the problem could of started with me HookIt's on now |