Sniper Challengers lyrics

by

Masta Killa


[Intro: Islord]
Haha, muthaf*ckas, yeah, muthaf*ckas
We gonna spread ya n*ggas like Smucker's
b*tch ass n*ggas... word up, yeah, n*ggas
You thought we left, right?
But we ain't went no muthaf*cking where
Muthaf*ckas... cuz we don't -- youknowhatimsaying?
Yo, 9th Prince, youknowhatimsaying?
Yo tear these n*ggas up, man
Let these n*ggas know what really time it is and sh*t
Knowhatimean? Let these n*ggas really f*cking know what time it is
Break these n*ggas muthaf*cking jaws if you have to
Knowhatimsaying, son, yo give it to these n*ggas real raw, son

[9th Prince]
Aiyo, Staten Islanders, rhyme challengers, carry silencers
I spit like the snipers, right through the shot
Martin Luther King off the banister, lyrical dillinger
Came to battle cats, the contender
I'm a terrorist, not like P.R., but more like Pablo Escobar
And the Al Qaeda squad of Gods, do a drive-by
Just because of stupid, I adjusted in a beat up car
Take heads like Wallace D. Farad, holy war scriptures
Written in my dialogue, digital vocals
I'm far from analog, smash you with a Garth Brooks guitar
Then blow like M-80's, have my lady, wave the three 80
Shatter your glass, on your Maybach Mercedes
Poisonous rhyme venom, spark sh*t like 'ism
Still terrorizing, corporation your organisms
[Islord]
Aiyo, ya'll n*ggas must be really f*cking stupid
Going up against me, don't you know, kid
I put end to careers, be
So who gassed ya'll? Who put batteries in ya'll back
For ya'll to step up, to get viciously attacked
By this animal, who tears the hearts out of challengers
Everyday, everywhere I go, everywhere I be
I tear the hearts out of challengers
And ya'll definitely ain't no different, who the f*ck is you?
I put one, two, three, four, five, six, plus ten slugs in your muthaf*cking crew
b*tch ass n*gga, get slapped n*gga
Going against my muthaf*cking style, n*gga
Cuz I'm straight from Staten Island, where n*ggas be wilding
Killah Hill 10304, where sh*t is crazy raw like the meat market

[Chorus 4X: 9th Prince, Islord]
Killarmy, we never left
We never went nowhere, we still here

[Outro: 9th Prince]
n*ggas, yeah, ya'll know what time it is
Islord, 9th Prince, Beretta 9, P.R. Terrorist
Killa Sin, I see you kid, ShoGun Assason
4th Disciple, get ready for the camouflage entourage
Yeah...
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