60 Second Assassins

By DJ Kay Slay

On The Law Of Attraction

Released on November 30, 2010

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[Intro: Kay Slay & G-Force]

G-Force

What's up Slay?

I need you to make a hit for me

Talk to me

Four suspects

Who?

Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone

Who else?

Twista, Jaz-O

I got ya

There they go, take the shot

Take the shot

Damn


[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]

When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme

And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine

Ayy-ayy-ayy, nigga, what you really wanna do?

You ain't knowin' that I'm comin' to take what's mine

Every time I come to hit you with a little bit of killa

Better know that you can never ever see me, little nigga

While I'm at the top, I will never stop when a nigga pop

See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter

Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang

Bidi-boom with a bomb and a bing

Everybody know that when it comes to the shit, I gotta spit

Motherfucker, better crown me king

With a passion and a lot of action

See the way they grab 'em, how you do it?

Then they wanna ask him how a nigga smash 'em

See the way ya have 'em, drag 'em to it

Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey

Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day

Count bread, make a nigga wanna bounce heads

When I drop heat in these streets, okay?

You shifty with a gearshift gimmick

And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic

It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me

'Cause I be the fiercest with it

While I'm givin' you the final chapter

With a lot of laughter, see the way they capture

Everybody probably tellin' you the same shit you don't really wanna come after

Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that it'll be up in the buildin'

Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children


[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]

The B-O-N-E ,we got plenty of flows

From Cleveland, Ohio, we rollin' on Vogue

They told me this record was only for pros

So Layzie gon' get MVP, I suppose

Foes slammin' them Cadillac doors

My story the coldest that ever been told

Sit back while I tell it, it's thuggish we blaze

Forever I'm young and it never get old

Poppin' a bottle, Rosé when I ball

Smell the aroma, just follow your nose

We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up

You run up, get done up, I'll let it explode

Blow only where gangstas roll

So, homie we smash around and we crash collide

Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh

OG status, still got money up under the mattress

Nigga come get it, I'll stick like cactus

Money so tall, them niggas need ladders

Try to come close but they never could match us

So catch us, we the masters

Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair

They never compare, we livin' on statures

Willin' to bet ya, when I twist and bust

Nigga come through with Twist and Bust

Nigga been famous they know how to aim it

They spittin' my language, Adrenaline Rush

Feminine niggas I mentally crush

Back to the dust, we win in the clutch

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit


[Verse 3: Twista]

Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula

Hit them with the venom and then I'ma disintegrate 'em or fade 'em

Fuck 'em 'cause I hate 'em

I'm hot, if you not, check the temperature

Made it with Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em

When he put me on the track and I'ma

Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide just like a phantom, I'm

Doin' 'em, I'm 'bout to get in

I'ma open the door 'cause I'm dope with the flow

Never no huff, all I blow is the dro, I'ma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'

So lokk is the poem, I'm never no ho, you can go check the portfolio

Kay Slay A' just slap the fuck out you and then I'ma stick 'em, you know we can go

I'm cold so go get your coat

This be the season for niggas that's sneezin' and snoozin'

And if you keep testin' me you gon' be catchin' a beatin' and bruisin', what's up?

Look at the mojo and look at the swag

Get look at all the vernacular

Things I be doin' cause I'ma stay Infinite so they be callin' me Dracula

Oops, I mean Blackula when I'm attackin' ya

Pullin' up on 'em up in the new Acura

Or new Panamera or new Superleggera with the Pinot Grigio seats

I see when you niggas be hatin'

So the next time when you see me don't speak

Now you know not to send me no beat

'Cause I'ma kill it and murder anybody that'll

Wanna get it, wouldn't wanna get up in it 'cause I be the bidness

I'm a menace all the way up to the finish

Make an enemy diminish when I get up

In the battle even if it gotta be up on the block

2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop


[Bridge: Layzie Bone]

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!


[Verse 4: Jaz-O]

What can it be? Rappers are thuggin' on beats

None of 'em keepin' it street

Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls

None of 'em ready for beef, what about me?

Been through the pain, sorted the lames, keep it the same

Skillful syllables kill

My rhymin' technique is impeccable still

Anybody ever wanna run off with your gun up in a

Hurry, got a flurry, I'ma hunta for the come up

With a bangin better learn i put a burna to your perma - permanently spitted out

All you idiots is gettin' it

The Originator gotta keep it greater, keep the fader for the haters

Nigga reala for real the all-time thriller

Ready rockin' to death

An' the definite on the cookin' and cheffin' it (Ooh)

Takin' over the world, I'm makin' off with your girl

Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it

Doin' what you never did the double time, triple time

President, ain't nobody better'n the residence

Cream of the crop, seeing me stopped

Over the top, bringin' the zoom, makin' it pop

Got a old school banger make you do the wop

Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop

Ever and clever, well gotta keep it way ahead of you

Screamin' at my niggas in the clink doin' federal

No trip, no travesty

I caught a lick now I'm up like anti-gravity

Spit words from the brain like charity

If hip-hop was a broad, she'd marry me

Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter

Make it hot, you can toast word to mother


[Outro: Layzie Bone]

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit