Neighborhood Sniper - Eazy-E

First up high on a roof top

like a bird I’m havin’evil thoughts

a black hood covers my face

and death flows through my mind at it’s own pace

sometimes I feel like a super hero

urgin’to free my kind

I’m so accurate

I shoot ya heart with a dime

now I’m back to the moral of my tale

I see a victim, and then my thoughts fail

my minds still fumblin’with the present slavery

I’m here to save you but who’s to save me I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet

I put finger on the fit and then the side a check

I make the kill here’s the deal

after the trigger’s pulled then the death is sealed

so it’s the shots that sing out like a piper

everyones scared I’m the neighborhood sniper

So my boy is a snitch

I put my gun up to his head

and simply scared the bitch boo

being the E ya know I’m thinkin’devious thoughts

take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot

his bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger

now the rumors rare

now there’s nothing left but a snitch

here’s a four leaf clover punk make a wish

one two three strikes your out

This nigga is dead and now I’m lookin’for a window to get out

I made my escape the cops chase

duckin’to an alley so they don’t recognize my face

the boy had to pay the piper

so they all stayin’fair of a neighborhood sniper

I’m Doin’dirt as I continue my mission

killin’all fools as an addiction

as a E lovin’the game leavin a shame

and in my heart I feel no muthafuckin’pain

because my heart is cold as I was told

and my A.K.47 I stand bold

rippin’up shit with the fury of my gun shot

pop pop pow as I watch the muthafucka drop

lovin’the site as the blood spill

take a photograph, to keep in my hard as I was sayin’calm

and never hyper as I succeed in my mission

I be a neighborhood sniper