world Bullets are to kill, bullets do destruct Bullets you will see, bullets, bullets Bullets are will, bullets the countdown Bullets you will see, bullets
Übersetzung: Attentäter. Bullets.
our world Bullets are to kill, bullets do destruct Bullets you will see, bullets, bullets Bullets are will, bullets the countdown Bullets you will see, bullets
: [Instrumental]
't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar
an assassin (son of an assassin) Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin pops kickin' ass And the #1 Assassin
the #1 Assassin [Chorus] [Layzie] Now see me hypin' 'em up and strikin' 'em Keepin 'them doper than the rest 'Cause Layzie Bone is an assassin Puttin' a bullet
I don't give a damn I take your life for what you got If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot A bullet to your forehead, there be
the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up
him Gained fame, started gettin' ignored, I warned him Assured him, this ain't easy take it from Weezy Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin' lethal "Assassins, assassins
meet me on the island where the Cubans meet the Haitians [B-Real] A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination [Wyclef] From L.A. to
this mask doesn't fit me i know i'm gonna end up a wreck (because) i'm a cranky person in the morning monday morning assassin everything's justified to
O my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging After our assassin's work was done But hands and bells are only there for the wringing As we were bringing bullets
should have been found I knew then I had lost what should have been found And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford I'm low as a paid assassin
I dunno, shot another rapper wit' the .44 What the fuck fo'? Deep in my psychosis lives this ferocious monster That just wants to crush, grab guns, squeeze triggas, bullets
the Heavens, see they never allowed So I vow to kick it, Reel shit is wicket Notice the way I flow this when the venom's inflicted Bashin' for the blastin', the underground assassin