Recycled Assassins Lyrics by Xzibit

Recycled Assassins Lyrics

    Hook:
    There's 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' and blastin'
    But season after season they recycle assassins now

    Montageone:
    He's too advanced for his own good
    He didn't get a second chance to see the glock pointed at his hood
    Makin' his way through the rain he's 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 and low hats, forever
    Until the job is done and no one's 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 second 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 something terrible
    Death resume 20 kill in incredible time
    No guilt and 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 there's something to get
    In a vet gonna fast jet to the spot to see what they got
    Nobody saw shit cause it's not
    Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
    Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
    And it's deep how blood drys as a mother crys
    Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys
    There's 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 and three boys
    Fuck 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 and nickel plated (c'mon)
    Soon became fasinated bitches cars and kicks
    And look at how fast they made it
    My younger brother gave less than a fuck he was content
    With g.i. joe and tonka trucks
    But i want butts, livin' first class delux
    15 years old soldier ready to serve these clucks
    My older brother was touched
    It's a game where you don't play gotta 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 (c'mon 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) and now i'm in the belly of the beast
    Use to sittin' in leather sheets now i'm sittin' awaitin' release
    Visitors day, my younger brother came down
    Put the toys down excited about the first round
    He bust i was crushed to finally see
    The solution to the problem could of started with me
    It's on now

    Hook

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