Xzibit - Recycled Assassins lyrics

Hook:
Theres no escape from the ones who harassin´
The reason for the illin´ is the reason for askin´
Now I try to school em on the killin´ & blastin´
But season after season they recycle assassins now

Montageone:
He has too advanced for his own good
He didn´t get a 2nd chance to see the glock pointed at his hood
Makin´ his way through the rain he has caught in the game
He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
Nothin´s changed in a city flask
Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants & low hats, forever
Till the job is done & no one has left
My man Jeff told me with his very last breath
To watch moms
But they got her with the car bomb
Pop tried to save her 2nd blast got his arm
Niggas play for keeps like casino
Baby´s has got fathers just got back from doin´ Chino
With nothin´ to lose loose screws in the attic
The only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic
And stash the barrel stab a nigga smth terrible
Death resume 20 kill in incredible time
No guilt & shame
On the mind stuck a nigga for lookin´ didn´t know he was blind
So I find
Mankind is a serious threat
To another others kind when theres smth to get
In a vet going to fast jet to the spot to see what they got
Nobody saw shit cause it isn´t
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
And it is deep how blood drys as a mother crys
Open eyes gettin´ landed on by flys
Theres no disgues for the ones who harassin´
The reason for the illin´ is the reason for askin´ now

Hook

Xzibit:
I came from a family of one girl & three boys
F*ck playin´ with toys our fun was on the block
Watchin´ all the cats negotate the neighborhood stock
My job was to come runnin´ whenever cops was comin´
My older brother I figure was the ring leader
Whenever these cats move they all bring heaters
All black & nickel plated (come on)
Soon became fasinated bitches cars & kicks
And look at how fast they made it
My younger brother gave less than a f*ck he was content
With G.I. Joe & Tonka trucks
But I want butts, livin´ 1st class delux
15 yeahrs old soldier ready to serve these clucks
My older brother was touched
It is a game where you do not play have got to have cane
Crack house for my birthday
The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
In a rage he lived but he payed the price
Caught with keys 25 to life
Takin´ in by the crew time to standed on my own two (come on nigga)
But as I marinated thinkin´ about the hood
I really can´t remember my body doin´ good
For long big decisions somebody got to make ´em
Undercover recognize the face now can´t shake a
Phone tap (what) & now I am in the belly of the beast
Use to sittin´ in leather sheets now I am sittin´ awaitin´ release
Visitors day, my younger brother came down
Put the toys down excited about the 1st round
He bust I was crushed to finally see
The solution to the problem could of started with me
It is on now

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