(Intro) 60 Second Assassin
She faced the hardest tiiiiiiime
You can imagine
As many tiiiiiiiime
Her eyyyyyyyyes fall back to tears
Now, now
[Bronze Nazareth]
Yo, yo, yo
The setting is a smoke filled room
With 2 Rottweilers howling at the moon
.38's on the table, less light than doom
Still, her smile white as opposite the groom
Am feeling soo sick coz she makes me feel boom
Steps right into the ashtray from the past day
Holding remains of 2nd hand decay
She stood up slow, like a triumphant rose
At school she studied Darfur, wondered what was worse
Felt bad rocking furs but comfortable near a hearse
What's better? He met her while under lead vendetta
Main suspect he deaded two cops out in Redford
Ran back to the hood, poison lead preferred
Kept the kettle burning for the hot ones that echoed thru
Love at first feel of fast life, stenciled too
One time she was on the scene, he sent her off to school
Hid his guns, his crimes, hid his ones, and his fives
Had her selling dimes, she faced the hardest time
You can imagine, with her thoughts fabric woven
Natural golden suntan, one day inside a smoke web
She met a dread; toward the righteous path they broke bread
Told him love was hot lead dodging, and FEDS watching
Rolling block, cutting rocks, to get opulent
He said only true niggas will advance
I'm becoming a Buddha, but for now I'm still man
She faced the hardest tiiiiiiime
You can imagine
As many tiiiiiiiime
Her eyyyyyyyyes fall back to tears
Now, now
[Bronze Nazareth]
Yo, yo, yo
The setting is a smoke filled room
With 2 Rottweilers howling at the moon
.38's on the table, less light than doom
Still, her smile white as opposite the groom
Am feeling soo sick coz she makes me feel boom
Steps right into the ashtray from the past day
Holding remains of 2nd hand decay
She stood up slow, like a triumphant rose
At school she studied Darfur, wondered what was worse
Felt bad rocking furs but comfortable near a hearse
What's better? He met her while under lead vendetta
Main suspect he deaded two cops out in Redford
Ran back to the hood, poison lead preferred
Kept the kettle burning for the hot ones that echoed thru
Love at first feel of fast life, stenciled too
One time she was on the scene, he sent her off to school
Hid his guns, his crimes, hid his ones, and his fives
Had her selling dimes, she faced the hardest time
You can imagine, with her thoughts fabric woven
Natural golden suntan, one day inside a smoke web
She met a dread; toward the righteous path they broke bread
Told him love was hot lead dodging, and FEDS watching
Rolling block, cutting rocks, to get opulent
He said only true niggas will advance
I'm becoming a Buddha, but for now I'm still man
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