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Now see I'm up my nine
I'm poprrring in the and cap
And let you what's really happening
With that son of an (son of an assassin)
this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop
My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin kickin' ass
And the #1 Assassin niggas for nothin'
Peelin with a passion
Now, I can when I was just a little niggero
through the hood with my pops
I him kill a ho
Boom (Boom!) was the
Of the nine when kill ya
So you didn't pay debt
But you had to pay the
(But you had to pay the
And blood splattered all on the ground - it made my ass
I watched her fall and hit the
Just like a damn (damn brick)
He hit the gas, and we was tickets with the
"G, she tried to me out
the way it gotta be
Yeah," what he said
"Don't a soul, if you love me son"
He gave me a hug. I said, "I
I know how it's done."
And now I lay me down to
Hopin' I don't dream
'Cause every night I get a vision of
Same thing [the same one I up]
And like a I'm on a block
We're sellin' mo' dope, wit my cash flow
Like I let my gun smoke
I made a
I won't if your askin'
I'm just that son of an assassin

Ever I was seven I've been a troubled-ass nigga
Used to my father's guns just to play with that triggas
(Don't fuck my guns, boy)
One day I'm playin' with the
I get a flashback, and get to thinkin'
The bullies in my class
That's always with me, but this shit's has to stop
The next I snuck
And I stuck my father's in my lunchbox
I'm on my way to school, that's when I spotted the
Removed the from the lunchbox
And the bitch my jacket
Now I'm for a reason just
To straight let the click
I walked to him and said
"What's up now, bitch?"
The fucka-sucka started
And it but he missed
I knew the nigga pissed
'Cause it was the nine that he
I socked the in the face
And to the ground this sucka
And boy didn't hesitate
He broke off quicker a muthafucka (Run, muthafucka, run!)
Ran inside the building that was gonna save him
But I up with the nigga
out the nine, and I sprayed him
Tossed the gun to the
I'm heading straight for the
No will Krayzie be bullied
Krayzie Bone just got busy
Then ran home, my father
He said "I why you did it, son
The was fuckin' with ya, so ya had to get rid of him"
Heard a on the door, he thought
"Yo, what the is this?!"
Police surrounded my hizzy with reporters and
My father his gun and started pullin' the trigger
("Get him, Dad, get him!")
Now you why I'm labeled a little crazy-ass nigga
I watched while my Pops blastin'
My attitude is hereditary,
'Cause I'm the son of an

My father went in the pen when I was 'bout two or
They had caught him (Jail shit!)
For manslaughter and murder in the first
I haven't from him in about a month or two
one night when I was watchin the eleven'oclock news
'Cause I guess some insane inmate
now broke out the pen
And he can be in Lorain
Columbus, or
Right then it dawned me I'm like
"What in the Hell?!"
And I heard a "ring-ring" on my doorbell
So when I opened the door, and much more to my
Me and my pops was face to
eye to eye (Hello, son)
He said, "Son I'm on the run
And I don't be alone"
I said, "Don't say word
me and you is gone"
I upstairs and got the gauge
The pump, the legit
Until holice got in the and cold stormed the shit
We up into the(Gauge to your ass, nigga) hizzy
I threw my daddy the
I shot one cop in the
He shot two in the spine
You know I'm pullin' the trigger,
My bullets hittin'
I go to it again, shit (damn)
I ran out of
(Where the fuck are the at?!)
I reach up for the
And in a flash I got and turned around
Holice gonna my ass
I can feel my life (Son!)
I know I'm to die too
And just before I I said "Dad, I love you
(I you, Dad)"