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[Eazy-E]Perched up high on a roof toplike a bird |
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I'm havin' evil thoughtsa black hood covers my faceand death flows through my mind at it's own pacesometimes |
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I feel like a super herourgin' to free my kind |
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I'm so accurate |
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I shoot ya heart with a dimenow |
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I'm back to the moral of my tale |
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I see a victim, and then my thoughts failmy mind is still fumblin' with the present slavery |
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I'm here to save you but who's to save me |
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I hold my strap so long that my palms are all wet |
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I put finger on the button and then the sight'll check |
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I make the kill here's the dealafter the trigger's pulled then the death is sealedso as the shots sing out like a pipereveryones scared of a neighborhood sniper[Chorus][Eazy-E] |
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So my boy is a snitch |
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I put my gun up to his headand simply scared the bitch boobeing the |
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E ya know |
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I'm thinkin' devious thoughtstake off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plothis bitch was scared she made a move |
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I pulled the triggernow the room is rednow there's nothing left but the snitchhere's a four leaf clover punk make a wishone [*Shot*] two [*Shot*] three strikes your outthis nigga is dead and now |
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I'm lookin' for a window to get out |
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I made my escape the cops chaseduck into an alley so they don't recognize my facethe boy had to pay the piperso they all stay in debt of a neighborhood sniper[Chorus][Eazy-E] |
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I'm Doin' dirt by myself as |
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I continue my missionkillin' all fools as an addictionas the |
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E lovin' the game leavin the shameand in my heart |
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I feel no muthafuckin' painbecause my heart is cold as |
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I was toldand with the |
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AK-47 I stand boldrippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shotpop pop pow as |
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I watch the muthafucka droplovin' the sight as the blood spillstake a photograph, to keep in my hall of thrills |
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I'm stayin' calmand never hyper as |
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I succeed in my missionof bein' a neighborhood sniper[Chorus] |
