Produced By Shang Tsung Of BHD
Sneakyness Aka Lyrical Assasin
Whats Good?....Ya Boy Sneakyness Reppin Connectcut To The Fullest....East Coast Hip Hop All Day, One Of The Upcoming MC's Proving That We're Coming Back....Listen To The Music Yall...1
Lyrics
Interacting With Thoughts Blown Off This World//
Straight Mapping My Faults Like A History Swirl//
In A Pool With A Whirl, Spin Around And Twirl//
I Curl, Feel The Burn, Spit Lethal Pearls//
Fresh Out The Sea, The Monster's Fleet//
Forget Rockin Ice Straight Down To My Feet//
Testing My Limit, Do I Need To Cheat?//
Every Day Feelin Pain Over All My Heat//
Maybe It's The Hell That I Put On My Self//
Every Action From Rappin Goes Straight On The Shelf//
But It's Not That Easy To Erase So Well//
So I Lie, So Alive Writing Lyrical Spells//
In The Dungeon Outside, Injecting Wine//
In My Backward Spine So My Rhymes Jump High//
Never Wanna Cry About Seeing Me Die//
In The Near Future, Man I Gotta Keep The Ride//
Going Down The Right Path, And Raps Just That//
Plan To Equal Me Out, In This Hip Hop Trap//
Don't Say Im To Simple, With Lyrical Raps//
And Yea I Might Laugh, My Equations Like Math//
Multiply All The Guys Who Rat All The Facts//
To The Next Dude, Im Beyond Those Cats//
I Got The Right Speech And Im Feelin The Rath//
Of The Pen And Pad Being All That I Have//
In The Back Round, Hear A Sound So Foul//
Thats My Inner Mind Vow, Being Tossed Around//
But Why Do I Hear It, Vanished In The Crowd//
Try To Stair It Down With The Eyes Of A Owl//
Is It That Time? Gusse I Gotta Throw In The Towel//
And Leave Center Stage With A Blade And A Cowl//
U Swear U That Nice, Relate To Simon Cowel//
In A Scoundrel, To Be The Next Idol//
So I Talk, To The Gods Who Could Wreck A Vinyl//
And Eliminate My Fate Of Devious Barrel//
Going Off At The Time I Say Good Night//
Go Peace Away, So My Dreams Not Right//
1 Hand On The Chest, Other One In The Flight//
I Could Never Come Back From This Terror And Strife//
