Sniper Locs

What I Feel Is What I Write
What I Think Is What I Type
Mommy Don't Let Ya Son Die Tonight
Im Beggin For More Chance
Promise To Never Steal The Cash In Ya Pants
Just Wanna Come Home And Get In My Stance
Cuz The Whole World Know About The Hip Hop Trance


Let It Known To Be Bad,I Never Met My Pops
We Let Off Clip In My Dream And We Shot The Cops
Why Can't I Find What I Seek,I need The Block
We Deeper Than The Treyz,The Gangsters From Cali
And We Gon Take You To a Trip to LA To Be On Sally
u get shook by some and hooked on others
im hooked on the pipe so i gotta stay from my mother
and never let her see my brother uncovered...
he ran away and that was the last summer...
dead creeped over thats how they found him in the hummer
dam it sucks if she found,her heart beat would stop...bummer
they know im sick cuz im running this shit like the runners
and my bars is rocket science cuz i drop super novas
when im in NYC they call me Best-cobar and Super Hova
Biz Banks and Bizzy Cent,Bizoose and Biza-kiss
since i produce call my first album RZA-Kiss..
im tired as fuck,now its time to reminess