[60 Minutes excerpt]
For years, those bent on assassination
Bring extraordinary insight into the mind of an assassin
You're about to meet some people who understand that kind of madness very well
"All the lonely people like me tonight, I'm on..."
[Intro: Prodigal Sunn]
But fuck that, man (that's right)
Survival, nigga (moans and the cries)
Only the strong survive! (moans and the cries)
The hood, the jungle, the world and the crying
"The mind of an assassin" -] 60 Minutes excerpt
[Prodigal Sunn]
I wipe the tears from the faces of people
Pain, suffering and struggling, bloodshed in the jungle of evil
I grip steal with the eyes of an eagle
Spread love like the wings of a seagul, Sunny smooth as a regal
But I scheme with the Killa Bee needles
Break bones, Knieval, Magneto, shell grip hard as a penal
Take a hard breath cuz we living in sequels
Controlled by the lethal, injection
Confusing directions, seven points move in seven directions
Taught by perfection, raised in the hood, death and discretion
Learned fast about carrying weapons
In the past, became a slave to the Devil's inception
They I straighted up my kinners and cleared my reception
Explained my life, from my own perception
Live good, eat well, through this difficult Hell
Expand the cell, keep the tragic niggas chasing his tail
Played it up like the third rail but words prevail
For years, those bent on assassination
Bring extraordinary insight into the mind of an assassin
You're about to meet some people who understand that kind of madness very well
"All the lonely people like me tonight, I'm on..."
[Intro: Prodigal Sunn]
But fuck that, man (that's right)
Survival, nigga (moans and the cries)
Only the strong survive! (moans and the cries)
The hood, the jungle, the world and the crying
"The mind of an assassin" -] 60 Minutes excerpt
[Prodigal Sunn]
I wipe the tears from the faces of people
Pain, suffering and struggling, bloodshed in the jungle of evil
I grip steal with the eyes of an eagle
Spread love like the wings of a seagul, Sunny smooth as a regal
But I scheme with the Killa Bee needles
Break bones, Knieval, Magneto, shell grip hard as a penal
Take a hard breath cuz we living in sequels
Controlled by the lethal, injection
Confusing directions, seven points move in seven directions
Taught by perfection, raised in the hood, death and discretion
Learned fast about carrying weapons
In the past, became a slave to the Devil's inception
They I straighted up my kinners and cleared my reception
Explained my life, from my own perception
Live good, eat well, through this difficult Hell
Expand the cell, keep the tragic niggas chasing his tail
Played it up like the third rail but words prevail
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