di Rhythm, nice, nice Alright turn up di voice now. [CHORUS:] Do my thing living dangerously Move fast, when mi past everything dusty Now people saying, Assassin
me time to think yeah, I did my fuckin prison thing Came out still on point, like the RZA rings I'm from Compton but my inkpen live in Queens Rep the
gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe I gotta cool capability to toast and ill yo my daddy told me, "Hey son you must act chill" alien rough my
UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO
the limelight - and the pack is running Can you keep up and tell us that you want it! When you get it tell us what you're gonna do with it (do with it
take it from me Chillin in my Beemer, listenin to Ether Smokin my reefa, can't find it either Gun in my stashbox can't get it either Money in the bank
all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay How y'all gon' stick me up, take my jewels away Pull out your gat, car jack me take my cruise away Well
a thing I'm an assassin and I had a job to do Little did I know that girl was an assassin too She's an assassin She's an assassin She's an assassin She
in like goin' Drink drink in my hand with the world in the other The uzi go "brrrrrrr", stutter Ha, life is a puzzle, jigsaw All I do is win, my name
give it to D-Fish on the wing, yeah Or just let Ariza do his thing, yeah Cus I'm great, and so is my team, yeah [I thought you want to be the greatest] Do
, Yea, or give it to D Fish on the wing, Yea, or just let Ariza do his thing, Yea, cause I'm great and so is my team, Yea, do it for Magic, it's showtime
tanned... Names & Numbers, Cyphers traced like Promises upon each Frame, according to the features shown; sadly, all poses look the same. I hardly speak, I rarely do, my
gangsta haters close cos they worse than dope fiends I hope things get better for you cos I'ma make things get better for me and keep the Doggystyle hottest thing
everyday thang in the city Where you gotta plot chips,jag robberies and do in its Tanadian Nay,the charge of the weapons Hit from verandahs and do a thing
to my media assassin Harry Allen, I gotta ask him Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we that type? Don't believe the hype I got flavor and all those things
I never mumbled just crashed crushed and crumbled I'm callin out you, "Come Around My Way" WARRIORS~! COME OUT AND PLAY-AY~! Fools who don't wanna do
is for the whole experience Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE [Verse Seven: Genius/GZA] My my my My Clan is thick like plaster Bust ya,
