k**army - The Hit lyrics

[Intro: 4th Disciple (ShoGun Assason)] When you see me, keep on movin (Yeah mothaf**a) Ain't nuttin sweet, n***a (Think I'ma let that sh** ride) (Right) [Chorus: ShoGun Assason] When you see that n***a, that f*ggot a** n***a Crash that n***a, slash that n***a Blast that n***a, splash that n***a Smash that n***a, bomb that n***a Burn that n***a, return that n***a When you see that n***a, that snake a** n***a That crab a** n***a, that 85 n***a Smash that n***a, blast that n***a [ShoGun Assason] (Blast that n***a..) Yo put The Hit out, take that n***a and his wannabee click out Run up in the hide-out with the red beams out Hit the switch, turn and buck ya lights out Total blackout so no one will see the brains splash out As we spaz out, camouflage large, no doubt The God ain't no slouch Gaul' up in ya mouth if you talk sh** Ya knocked quick for actin tough sh** What you think I'm on some crab sh**? Get laid on ya back kid, k**a stacks it With a semi-automatic burn ya like fire to plastic Cuz times is hard and sh** is drastic I'm in this game for life, playa, ain't tryin to end up in no casket That's why I live mathematics and stray away from the savage f** y'all n***as cuz y'all n***as ain't sh** Y'all said y'all be ready for the war but didn't come equipped Now I'm on some sh**, murder 1 ya heard of it kid Place ya bid on who will die first From the tear of the heartless men Break down the lost and found infinitely I strike yo' city like a cyclone My fury leave ya mind blown Bare d**h to the a-tone Laughin after ya face gone All you could do is moan and groan Cuz the stun of the gun got you numb and dumb Can't speak, forced to leave yo' plasma on the street Then stand the terrain That's the penalty when you go against the grain n***a [Chorus: ShoGun Assason] Blast that n***a, slash that n***a Crash that n***a, bomb that n***a Burn that n***a, return that n***a When you see that n***a, that snake a** n***a Crab a** n***a, 85 n***a Crash that n***a, blast that n***a Slash that n***a, splash that n***a Bomb that n***a, burn that n***a Return that n***a when you see that n***a Snake a** n***a, crab a** n***a [4th Disciple] What's really goin on? Everybody actin like I'm the one to be fronted on All my friends have befriended me But still be lookin in my face all friendly That's why I can't see no peace for me 'Til I'm dead and gone, at 4 the wars always on Cuz I lost everything next to my mental Along with the General, I'm unstable I might blackout and wild Run up in the trial of the Big Willie n***a With attempts to k** a n***a As the caps peal n***a Only through conflict could I be made sick Turmoil makes my blood boil Little darts are blazin n***as in the soul Cut him up in a 1000 pieces In grams of 20 bags of Crown Royal Give him a savage burial, piss on grave Tell him, "What you reap is what you sew n***a" And just to let you know n***a I never gave up, never will Shoot to k** is my motto Keep the chrome co*ked, ready to release hollows And never come to shootout with a gun that's borrowed You think n***as forgot about that lick In that mini street war last night, kid you stupid? You must be slippin or sniffin or either both For you not to check if the coast is clear Or if you're bein followed closely from the rear On ya trip home, ya n***as'll run up in ya, leave 1 in ya dome Run at the front door of ya king dome [Islord] k**arm' we bomb dead arm Quick to drop bombs like Sadaam on ya sector k**ah Hill 10304 blood travels through my veins Son I'm goin insane Odds paralell to street war but I must maintain My thoughts on my lessons You never catch me guessin Or off point, or not vested to protect my waist up Yeah you fake f**s, bring it And watch this k**a Bee kid sting it From all angles, to hit ya pressure points in ya joints To leave ya stiff as a manequin And I'm quick to tell the snitches standin with the Gods again Leavin mad bloodshed on the scene {*echoes*}