文本歌词

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 b**ch boo
Being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts
Take off ya clothes ni**a and here comes a plot
His b**ch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger
Now the room is red
Now there's nothing left but a snitch
Here's a four leaf clover punk make a wish
One (Shot) two (Shot) three strikes your out
This ni**a is dead and now I'm lookin' for a window
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 muthaf**kin' pain
Because my heart is cold as I was told
And my A K 47 I stand bold
Rippin' up sh*t with the fury of my gun shot
Pop pop pow as I watch the muthaf**ka 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