Lletres:
Venom Assassin

awaiting prey - No conscience for his deeds Deals another deathblow - So his thirst can feed Assassin - Assassin - Assassin Assassin - Assassin - Assassin

hunter - Playing ultimate game Patience awaiting prey - No conscience for his deeds Deals another deathblow - So his thirst can feed Assassin - Assassin

Sister, I'm not much a poet but a criminal And you never had a chance Love it or leave it, you can't understand A pretty face but you do so carry on And

sons of assassins Match it, collecting more cash That's true, you're feeling that Niggas said all my babies get a million Struggle with a villain, hit 'em with a venomous

'all Bullets fly but they don't give a fuck about who dies When you're in the middle of the fuckin', no question, confrontation Nowhere to run from the assassination

to hate (hate) revenge turns to guilt I thrive on complements as my confidence is built Feel the need to abort as assassins extort My mind frame contort

Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders So when we begin to assassinate your cast members Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders So when we begin to assassinate

Body Talkin In The Streets So You Know Im Comin Straight For You Im A Killa A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga You Ever Heard Of [Twista:] The Lyrical Assassin

the thousand-yard stare Who gouged the notches in the family tree Who hypnotized the guilt in career rhythm trance Assassin, assassin, assassin, assassin (assassin