[Kung-fu sample]

Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style

If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous

[Verse 1: 60 Second Assassin]

Well, what do you know? Another 6-0, no

Mountain be high, valley is low

River wide enough to stop my flow

You still will get burnt like a city, for sure

Call an apartment, it's a fire in the hole

City slick patrol, how far did he go?

Meshach, the Shadrach, Abednego

From back off the boat, more shit to toss

So get your puff on right, fasten your thinking caps

It's going down all night

Bust on pipes, pressure's up without a pill in sight

Nothing but a deal and a mic

Ill type, you can't want none of this

First and all respect, God gave you the gift

So don't talk yourself from out of life event

'Cause I do yourself a favor and erase your shit

I packed a vest to get, the 60 Sec, conspicuous, and sick with hits

And this from Phoenix, you get pissed in Vegas

You favorites, have it your way, miss

Elected to finish, most, respecting the switch

Time just keep on

[Hook x2: 60 Second Assassin]

Corners and avenues, it's all hot

60 Second, don't miss your spot

Living ain't easy, the streets is greasy

I fill in time, the streets don't need me

[Verse 2: 60 Second Assassin]

I go way back, before history was known

Now ain't damn time to get a beat and then choke

From the written you wrote, all makes decisions and croaks

Rafts and boats, dry snitch, no time to dig a ditch

And throw skeletons and bones in the pits

Rise up, we pride enough, all prize up, rise up

To the King like Tut, the road we travel is rough

I watched the, royal turn to rust

Saw the society turn to guts

Maybelline, our facial cream

Now a day makes faces of queens

Fake city of dream, the truth they be life is a scheme

They all in they pockets like Christmas of Eves

I put the business on sprees, got the Pippi Longstockings in threes

Only thing even is Steve

[Hook x2: 60 Second Assassin]

Corners and avenues, it's all hot

60 Second, don't miss your spot

Living ain't easy, the streets is greasy

I fill in time, the streets don't need me

[Outro: 60 Second Assassin]

Yeah, there it is

It's just getting rougher as the streets getting tougher

Yeah, 60 Sec, ill type

Style is coming from the profiles of the wildest

Generated from the mind, then of the society grin

Everybody, huh, just take the train, better

The inevitable, beyond ever

So, I'm too deadly technical

That's why my scribe then get arise in a time before celestial

No being ever hit your sight

You know my corners and avenues stay hot

You know what I mean?

I pop off with the mission, get a fruit addition

Of indiction, see and mixed all in the mixing

Eyes is suspending, animation, my face, facing the east

[Kung-fu sample]

The Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous