Stalley, John Mayer - Assassin lyrics
[Stalley, John Mayer - Assassin lyrics]
Cold blooded, not a care with me
I made my own circle, not a square with me
I move through the night when
The air is empty
Just waiting for the right time to tear in me
Nigga thinking that they messing with me
Snipe em down a lot of talk out here
They need to pipe it down
I'm not liking how they overlooking Stal
Like I ain't popping, I ain't cracking now
About to turn this whole ish to OK corral
And anybody in front of
Me getting floored down
I was one piece, but I'm torn now
Was on the fence about killing
But now it's going down
And I ain't stopping til I drop
Every one of these clowns no sliding
Go inside when I let off these rounds
Cause when I'm squeezing ain't no
Leaving no niggas around straight killer
This how murdering classical sounds
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You never leave a trace
Or show your face, you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
Nothing sloppy about the way I'm moving
Real assassin they way I pick
Apart what I'm shooting
They put me into overdrive
My adrenaline on ten from the
Fear in they eyes
Somewhere disguised like the common folk
I see through them when I align my scope
They killing they self here
You might as well tie the rope
They dying slow falling down the razor slope
Trying to be something they aren't
Rather than something they know
And me I'm a killer, natural born killer
Eliminate weak rhymesayers and play killers
The day differrs, but I never let of triggers
Cause they oversatured the game
With lame niggas so the dirty job is mine
But I'mma do it with clean hands
Slouched between three trash cans
And an old Sedan hop out
Let out sixteen and burn a niggas head off
And jet off before they can
Ever see who let off
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You never leave a trace
Or show your face, you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
I made my own circle, not a square with me
I move through the night when
The air is empty
Just waiting for the right time to tear in me
Nigga thinking that they messing with me
Snipe em down a lot of talk out here
They need to pipe it down
I'm not liking how they overlooking Stal
Like I ain't popping, I ain't cracking now
About to turn this whole ish to OK corral
And anybody in front of
Me getting floored down
I was one piece, but I'm torn now
Was on the fence about killing
But now it's going down
And I ain't stopping til I drop
Every one of these clowns no sliding
Go inside when I let off these rounds
Cause when I'm squeezing ain't no
Leaving no niggas around straight killer
This how murdering classical sounds
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You never leave a trace
Or show your face, you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
Nothing sloppy about the way I'm moving
Real assassin they way I pick
Apart what I'm shooting
They put me into overdrive
My adrenaline on ten from the
Fear in they eyes
Somewhere disguised like the common folk
I see through them when I align my scope
They killing they self here
You might as well tie the rope
They dying slow falling down the razor slope
Trying to be something they aren't
Rather than something they know
And me I'm a killer, natural born killer
Eliminate weak rhymesayers and play killers
The day differrs, but I never let of triggers
Cause they oversatured the game
With lame niggas so the dirty job is mine
But I'mma do it with clean hands
Slouched between three trash cans
And an old Sedan hop out
Let out sixteen and burn a niggas head off
And jet off before they can
Ever see who let off
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone
You never leave a trace
Or show your face, you get gone
You get in, you get done
And then you get gone