DJ Kay Slay, Jaz-O, Twista, Layzie Bone, Busta Rhymes - 60 Second Assassins lyrics

G-Force what's up Slay?
I need you to make a hit for me talk to me
Four suspects who?
Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone who else?
Twista, Jaz-O i got ya
There they go, take the shot take the shot
Damn

When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme
And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine
Ayy ayy ayy, nigga, what you really wanna do?
You ain't knowin' that I'm comin'
To take what's mine
Every time I come to hit you
With a little bit of killa
Better know that you can never see me
Little nigga while I'm at the top
I will never stop when a nigga pop
See the way I run it
And leave a nigga bitter
Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang


Bidi boom with a bomb and a bing
Everybody know that when it
Comes to the shit, i gotta spit
Motherfucker, better crown me king
With a passion and a lot of action
See the way they grab 'em, how you do it?
Then they wanna ask him how a nigga smash 'em
See the way ya have 'em, drag 'em to it
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day
Count bread, make a nigga wanna bounce heads
When I drop heat in these streets, okay?
You shifty with a gearshift gimmick
And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic
It don't really matter who you
Wanna ask about me
'Cause, I be the fiercest with it
While I'm givin' you the final chapter
With a lot of laughter
See the way they capture
Everybody probably tellin' you the same shit
You don't really wanna come after
Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear
That it'll be up in the buildin' trust me
This is not the place for
You to bring yo' children

The B-O-N-E, we got plenty of flows
From Cleveland, Ohio, we rollin' on Vogue
They told me this record was only for pros
So Layzie gon' get MVP, I suppose
Foes slammin' them Cadillac doors
My story the coldest that ever been told
Sit back while I tell it
It's thuggish we blaze
Forever I'm young and it never get old
Poppin' a bottle, Rosé when I ball
Smell the aroma, just follow your nose
We thug on the corner from
Night 'til the sun up
You run up, get done up, I'll let it explode
Blow only where gangstas roll
So, homie we smash around and we crash
Collide whoever don't wanna be foes, oh
OG status
Still got money up under the mattress
Nigga come get it, I'll stick like cactus
Money so tall them niggas need ladders
Try to come close but they
Never could match us
So catch us, we the masters
Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair
They never compare, we livin' on statures
Willin' to bet ya, when I twist and bust
Nigga come through with Twist and Bust
Nigga been famous they know how to aim it
They spittin' my language, Adrenaline Rush
Feminine niggas I mentally crush
Back to the dust, we win in the clutch
Just slipped through to spit
Some real thug shit!

Now I be the coldest on the island, country
Or on the peninsula
Hit them with the venom and then
I'ma disintegrate 'em or fade 'em
Fuck 'em 'cause I hate 'em
I'm hot, if you not, check the temperature
Made it with Kay Slay
Drop the bomb on 'em when he put
Me on the track and I'ma
Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go
And commit suicide just like a phantom I'ma
Doin' 'em, I'm about to get into
I'ma open the door 'cause I'm
Dope with the flow never no huff
All I blow is the dro I'ma eat a
Bitch up and I hope for some mo'
So lokk is the poem
I'm never no hoe You can
Go check the portfolio
Kay Slay A' just slap the fuck out
You and then I'ma stick 'em
You know we can go
I'm cold so go get your coat
This be the season for niggas
That's sneezin' and snoozin'
And if you keep testin' me you gon'
Be catchin' a beatin' and bruisin'
What's up?
Look at the mojo and look at the swag
Get look at all the vernacular
Things I be doin' cause I'ma stay Infinite
So they be callin' me Dracula
Oops, I mean Blackula when I'm attackin' ya
Pullin' up on 'em up in the new Acura
Or new Panamera or new Superleggera
With the Pinot Grigio seats
I see when you niggas be hatin'
So the next time when you see me don't speak
Now you know not to send me no beat
'Cause, I'ma kill it and
Murder anybody that'll wanna get it
Wouldn't wanna get up in it
'cause I be the bidness
I'm a menace all the way up to the finish
Make an enemy diminish when I get up
In the battle even if it gotta
Be up on the block
2010 Hip-Hop, the shit don't stop

Just slipped through to spit
Some real thug shit!

What can it be? Rappers are thuggin' on beats
None of 'em keepin' it street
Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls
None of 'em ready for beef, what about me?
Been through the pain, sorted the lames
Keep it the same skillful syllables kill
My rhymin' technique is impeccable still
Anybody ever wanna run off with
Your gun up in a hurry, got a flurry
I'ma hunta for the come up
With a bangin better learn i put a burna
To your perma - permanently spitted out
All you idiots is gettin' it
The Originator gotta keep it greater
Keep the fader for the haters
Nigga reala for real the all-time thriller
Ready rockin' to death
An' the definite on the
Cookin' and cheffin' it (O oh)
Takin' over the world
I'm makin' off with your girl
Motherfucker recognize the nigga
Hugh Heff'in it
Doin' what you never did the double time
Triple time president, ain't nobody better'n
The residence
Cream of the crop, seeing me stopped
Over the top, bringin' the zoom
Makin' it pop
Got a old school banger make you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop
Ever and clever
Well gotta keep it way ahead of you
Screamin' at my niggas in
The clink doin' federal no trip, no travesty
I caught a lick now I'm up like anti-gravity
Spit words from the brain like charity
If Hip-Hop was a broad, she'd marry me
Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread
Gotta get the butter
Make it hot, you can toast word to mother

Just slipped through to spit
Some real thug shit!