BVA - Assa**ination lyrics

[Verse 1: Verb T] Step inside the building and I'm walking like a k**er Looking for the others feeling that no one is iller Wrapping up the bodies then I lock them in the chiller Falling like Frazier when he lost it in Manila People always wanting us to go and k** the fakers off And I got the right ingredients to go make a bomb Show you in the thoughts when the blast tear your faces off You will see me standing in the ash when the flames are gone On the top floor, rifle in my grasp Plus there's another three snipers in the gra** Pop your heads off while you're driving in your car That's a ma**acre, now your brain is your pa**enger Aim it in your daytime playlist the mergulum Flippin on the daily, but I don't work at Burger King Up from the underground, stealth when we're surfacing Leaving new bloody pattern all on your furnishings [Verse 2: Leaf Dog] So sharp I cut silk in the river Leave your head gone before you see a shadowy figure As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China Throw smoke bombs so thick, you can't find na' Ninja in the background, bodies getting hacked down Heads falling off when we finally let the axe down Keep the ear to the ground, listening for the crickets Learned the art of war in my sleep with the spirits Living stranger stands as the remainder, in danger Treat, the beat is my retainer I do the shogun a favour and save you Even a hundred man deep, watch me wade through See me chilling, while the harp will play Ready to fight you to the d**h like the Kumite Watch the skies turn grey, when my ninjas creep I'll pull your heart out of your chest, just to feel your beat [Verse 3: BVA] Slay with tongue, not the type to wave a gun Hit your pressure points walk away calm, don't run Always moving with my face to the sun Turn ronin around the time to the faking begun Take the hits, write their names down Do this for the story that they tell when I came 'round Always high, but I never settle on the same ground Waiting for the rain clouds Wash away the footprints, travel through deranged towns Trained for combat, but really you on that? I see this ending like a scene out of Ong-Bak There's no masters and no needing for contracts Cause people disappear overnight and don't come back Write the scriptures, what they depict is another loss foe that learned hard that we're the victors You get it? Blood it's addictive On some sick sh**, won't stop till there is no one on the hit list [Verse 4: Dirty Dike] I'm k**ing slappers, kids, animals and rappers Casual as a bag of bull slapping on your sag puss I bring madness, with a dagger I bring sadness And stare you in the eyes until you collapse into blackness In the garden shed I sit waiting Playing with my razor blade, and mate, I ain't shaving Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked Playing chess with Ted Bundy's best mates hating Dreams of raping a boy band member in the face I'm chopping of his bollocks with a spade There's not a lot of promise in my brain Like God, am I insane With a shotgun, I wander in the rain You ain't got one when I cop one in your face I blow your f**ing noggin off to ponder on the pain I take you shopping round the hospital of AIDs I ain't popular, I'm wrong and I ain't stopping till the grave [Verse 5: Fliptrix] I a**a**inate, lacerate and decapitate Hack you up in rag of rage wrap you up in some gaffa tape Your body parts depicts the art Been starving for this plan today This man's insane, mad, deranged Assa**in with a phantom phase Targets on the bridge about to cut the rope and hand their fate Bodies down the canyon, squirming k** ‘em with a hand grenade like BAAAANG! Cause I'm a k-k-k**er! Cold-blooded, no fronting, don't cross me, throat-cutting Assa**in with the pa**ion for damage Your man's abandoned, hold him for ransom Smack him with hammers With eyes blacker than Marilyn Manson Man, strength like Samson Bare hench and handsome Make dames get wet and rampant I'll bang ‘em and then dismount 'em I'ma ambush 'em, tanks are standard I'm robbing a bank with a hanger Just to take a free bag And we're burning the cash to ashes Quicker than rappers, making the victim vanish Setting a trap and give 'em a drink of water No, it's liquid acid, that's dramatic [Hook: BVA] (x2) Assa**in hidden in the dark Here to take them out Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby