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Sharpshooters - Analyze feat. Four Fifths (1997)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sharpshooters
Sharpshooters
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel R. Clavesilla and Shane M. Hunt
Daniel R. Clavesilla and Shane M. Hunt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mr. Supreme
Mr. Supreme
Producer

Στίχοι

I express visions so graphic that I travel telepathic See the present from the future but the ways are systematic Herbs jumping in my cypher trying to be best friends Now they drowning in the river rocking cement Timbs Raw thoughts, my mind is ill like???? Rewind and you can dislocate my retina and I'll still be seeing different tickets Devious is how my verbs react, with supreme laced tracks with baking soda and crack A cognac, insomniac and everybody know the status create Power manoeuvres in the night without???? Nigga born in seven-eight evaluate Before you meet the essence do the overdose in???? Heart failures that derail you from my path Overcourageous ass victim of my tongue lash The bounty hunter live microphone inseminator Fold the paper not to mention upon it eliminator The vast majority is out to be chart-toppers But I keep heartstoppers to have you whining like an opera The scripts that I concoct to turn your bodily fluids nucleo-toxic Freaking topics that'll reach more niggas than fibreoptics Nickel slick equipped to go the distance Wettin MCs to leave them holier than Christians A novelist protect the prophecies, properly Organise my fam and plan to overrun monopolies Contaminate your ear with realism in the schism Claim you psychopathic yet you delicate as linen I practice kinetic calesthenics but see the beat of vocal homicide Catalyst, decipher my an*lysis I say lines that make you never want to rap again Change your line of work and reconsider selling crack again They say illegal means never justify the ends Living all I got to show is nappy hands, scuffed Timbs Lusting after rims, my wordplay severing limbs Making all the foul ones sorry for their mortal sins Continue is vocabulary home or taking over So I can get a Rover, Gucci loafers and a leather sofa Paranoid with the world on my shoulders Cause I see niggas wilding from Tacoma to na My natural says the glass is half-empty Not half-full, don't tempt me I'll rip your style and laugh if you approach the life of plenty Think the worst, contemplate the unpredictable Don't think that I'm invincible, my alibi's convincible Listen to my lyrics cause my bullets keep on missing you When you flow sometimes you speaking hypothetically I snatch up MC's and organise them alphabetically Forever rock my nigga rule, intellectual Unaffectional you want a course that's undirectional I pump the lies until my eyes is three-dimensional Manifests running through your whole crew When I open your chest like Charles Jewel And brush your cerebellum like a sherm for all parties concerned My skills break rappers to lowest terms
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