Skipless - Rooftop Assa**in lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm paintin' horrific pictures, like the art of war scriptures Red liquid exude from your body, but noone came to witness Born alone, die alone, you had ya mama first But heart-attacks happen at home, ain't nobody heard You're gettin' stabbed in alleys, or even worse In a huddle, cops come, they flee, you lay in a puddle Exit the club, feel a pain in ya rectum A bullet inflicted damage, you long for resurrection It ain't the gun, it is the one to shoot, believe that Jump over roofs to flee from cops, buildings stand close Heaven's closer for those that bleedin' from shots Ambulance aware of your crimes, no vehicle stop Authorities see thru weak plots, believe when you watch How many of your criminal friends, made Gs off the block? Once free and got knocked from the power of a thousand words That always fit the picture, of the pigs that try to get ya [Verse 2] I'm an a**a**in with illegible eyes that could disguise my despise That arise when confronted with lies Ye who tries to snake me, I'll be quick to shed his skin and Be at it again, a second went, I'm testin' his kins Rather be bested, learn a lesson, revenge, havin' a win Up in the pocket, than retreatin' in fear of being defeated The weakened may scatter, any exit I can block it In the streets you're gettin' shattered over words, ya mouth watch it Nose in other people business, tryin' to get a profit You tried twice to kid me, but fools I ain't adoptin' My family expandin', please don't Kennedy my granny, Cee I handle beef like xarxerias, hearts up in the freezer Another anonymous threat I couldn't comprehend The common sense was, proper expense on research Could honestly reveal what was sealed under secrets The will of elitists, was to k** the street leaders... [Verse 3] Your words are slick, mine got the offroad tires on The flow's aquaplaning, for who desires it warm My nature an*lytical, gave impulses to the lyrical Offspring, the cause been the fire of an arson Enquiring bout the cards on the river Royal pairs shiver when dealers drawin' a king The Con slingshoot, rhymes that subtle, the force brought Oddly separated guards back in a huddle The sentries job was elementary Protect my income, threats income, men will get done Things wasn't always the same, been on the run On my own, from the ones that occupied my throne Think of it figuratively, four hands are better than two Too many cooks spoil the soup though, spices could turn Into the venom of a viper - what boils could burn The heat fried'em from the distance of a sniper...