The Four Owls, Dirty Dike - Assassination lyrics

Step inside the building and I'm
Walking like a killer
Looking for the others feeling that
No one is iller
Wrapping up the bodies then I
Lock them in the chiller
Falling like Frazier when he
Lost it in Manila
People always wanting us to go
And kill the fakers off
And I got the right ingredients
To go make a bomb
Show you in the thoughts when the
Blast tear your faces off
You will see me standing in the
Ash when the flames are gone
On the top floor, rifle in my grasp
Plus there's another three snipers
In the grass pop your heads off while you're
Driving in your car that's a massacre
Now your brain is your passenger


Aim it in your daytime playlist the mergulum
Flippin on the daily
But, I don't work at Burger King
Up from the underground
Stealth when we're surfacing
Leaving new bloody pattern all
On your furnishings

So sharp I cut silk in the river
Leave your head gone before you
See a shadowy figure
As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China
Throw smoke bombs so thick
You can't find na' ninja in the background
Bodies getting hacked down
Heads falling off when we finally
Let the axe down keep the ear to the ground
Listening for the crickets
Learned the art of war in
My sleep with the spirit's
Living stranger stands as the remainder
In danger treat, the beat is my retainer
I do the shogun a favour and save you
Even a hundred man deep
Watch me wade through
See me chilling, while the harp will play
Ready to fight you to the
Death like the Kumite
Watch the skies turn grey
When my ninjas creep
I'll pull your heart out of your chest
Just to feel your beat

Slay with tongue, not the type to wave a gun
Hit your pressure points walk away calm
Don't run
Always moving with my face to the sun
Turn ronin around the time
To the faking begun
Take the hit's, write their names down
Do this for the story that they
Tell when I came 'round always high
But, I never settle on the same ground
Waiting for the rain clouds
Wash away the footprints
Travel through deranged towns
Trained for combat, but really you on that?
I see this ending like a scene out of Ong-Bak
There's no masters and no
Needing for contracts
Cause people disappear overnight and
Don't come back write the scriptures
What they depict is another loss foe that
Learned hard that we're the victors
You get it? Blood it's addictive
On some sick shit
Won't stop till there is no
One on the hit list

I'm killing slappers, kids
Animals and rappers casual as a bag of bull
Slapping on your sag puss i bring madness
With a dagger I bring sadness
And stare you in the eyes
Until you collapse into blackness
In the garden shed I sit waiting
Playing with my razor blade, and mate
I ain't shaving
Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked
Playing chess with Ted Bundy's
Best mates hating
Dreams of raping a boy band
Member in the face
I'm chopping of his bollocks with a spade
There's not a lot of promise in my brain
Like God, am I insane
With a shotgun, I wander in the rain
You ain't got one when I cop one in your face
I blow your fucking noggin off
To ponder on the pain
I take you shopping round
The hospital of AIDs i ain't popular
I'm wrong and I ain't stopping till the grave

I assassinate, lacerate and decapitate
Hack you up in rag of rage wrap
You up in some gaffa tape
Your body parts depicts the art
Been starving for this plan today
This man’s insane, mad, deranged
Assassin with a phantom phase
Targets on the bridge about to cut
The rope and hand their fate
Bodies down the canyon, squirming
Kill ‘em with a hand grenade like BAAAANG!
Cause, I’m a k-k-killer!
Cold-blooded, no fronting, don’t cross me
Throat-cutting
Assassin with the passion for damage
Your man’s abandoned, hold him for ransom
Smack him with hammers
With eyes blacker than Marilyn Manson
Man, strength like Samson
Bare hench and handsome
Make dames get wet and rampant
I’ll bang ‘em and then dismount 'em
I'ma ambush 'em, tanks are standard
I’m robbing a bank with a hanger
Just to take a free bag
And we’re burning the cash to ashes
Quicker than rappers
Making the victim vanish
Setting a trap and give 'em a drink of water
No, it’s liquid acid, that’s dramatic

Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art
That's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear
Collecting heads for a hobby
Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art
That's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear
Collecting heads for a hobby