Eazy-E - Neighborhood Sniper [5150: Home 4 tha Sick] | Текст песни

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• Neighborhood Sniper [5150: Home 4 tha Sick]

[Eazy-E]
Perched up high on a roof top
Like a bird I'm havin' evil thoughts
A black hood covers my face
And death flows through my mind at it's own pace
Sometimes I feel like a super hero
Urgin' to free my kind
I'm so accurate
I shoot ya heart with a dime
Now I'm back to the moral of my tale
I see a victim and then my thoughts fail
My minds still fumblin' with the present slavery
I'm here to save you but who's to save me
I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet
I put my finger on the button then the sight I check
I make the kill here's the deal
After the trigger's pulled then the death is sealed
So it's the shots that sing out like a piper
Everyones scared I'm the neighborhood sniper

[Hook: Cold 187Um & Kokane]
They say that some of them bust them pieces and some of them run up to get that leak-leak
Everybody else everybody else I'mma shoot to kill ya
Some of them bust them pieces, some of them run up to get that leak-leak
Everybody else everybody else I'mma shoot to kill ya
Boom boom boom boom had to murda ‘em
Boom boom had to murda em
Yaa boom boom boom boom
Boom boom had to murda ‘em
Boom boom had to murda 'em

[Eazy-E]
So my boy is a snitch
I put my gun up to his head
And simply scared the bitch boo
Being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts
Take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot
His bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger
Now the room is red
Now there's nothing left but a snitch
Here's a four leaf clover punk make a wish
One [*Shot*] two [*Shot*] three strikes your out
This nigga is dead and now I'm lookin' for a window to get out
I made my escape the cops chase
Duckin' to an alley so they don't recognize my face
The boy had to pay the piper
So they all stayin' scared of the neighborhood sniper

[Hook]

[Eazy-E]
I'm Doin' dirt as I continue my mission
Killin' all fools as an addiction
As the E, lovin' the game leavin' a shame
And in my heart I feel no motherfuckin' pain
Because my heart is cold as I was told
And with my A.K. 47 I stand bold
Rippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shot
Pop pop pow, as I watch the motherfucker drop
Lovin' the site as the blood spill
Take a photograph, To keep in my hall of thrills I’m stayin' calm
And never hyper as I succeed in my mission
I be a neighborhood sniper

[Hook]

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