60 Second Assa**in - Sword Style lyrics

[Kung-fu sample] Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous [60 Second Assa**in] Well, what do you know? Another 6-0, no Mountain be high, valley is low River wide enough to stop my flow You still will get burnt like a city, for sure Call an apartment, it's a fire in the hole City slick patrol, how far did he go? Me shack a shack, wrapped and ready to go From back off the boat, more sh** to toss So get your puff on right, fasten your thinking caps It's going down all night Bust on pipes, pressure's up without a pill in sight Nothing but a deal and a mic Ill type, you can't want none of this First and all respect, God gave you the gift So don't talk yourself from out of life event Cuz I do yourself a favor and erase your sh** I packed a vest to get, the 60 Sec, conspicuous, and sick with hits And this from Phoenix, you get pissed in Vegas You favorites, have it your way, miss Elected to finish, most, respecting the switch Time just keep on -- [Hook 2X: 60 Second Assa**in] Corners and avenues, it's all hot 60 Second, don't miss your spot Living ain't easy, the streets is greasy I fill in time, the streets don't need me [60 Second Assa**in] I go way back, before history was known Now ain't damn time to get a beat and then choke From the written you wrote, all makes decisions and croaks Rafts and boats, dry snitch, no time to dig a ditch And throw skeletons and bones in the pits Rise up, we pride enough, all prize up, rise up To the King like Tut, the road we travel is rough I watched the, royal turn to rust Saw the society turn to guts Maybelline, our facial cream Now a day makes faces of queens Fake city of dream, the truth they be lifes a scheme They all in they pockets like Christmas of Eves I put the business on sprees, got the Pippy Longstockings in threes Only thing even is Steve [Hook 2X] [Outro: 60 Second Assa**in] Yeah, there it is It's just getting rougher as the streets getting tougher Yeah, 60 Sec, ill type, style is coming from the profilest of the wildest Generated from the mind, then of the society grin Everybody, huh, just take the train, better The inevitable, beyond ever So, I'm too deadly technical That's why my scribe then get arise in a time before celestial No being ever hit your sight You know my corners and avenues stay hot Youknowhatimean, I pop off with the mission, get a fruit addition Of indiction, see and mixed all in the mixing Eyes is suspending, animation, my face, facing the east [Kung-fu sample] The Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous