Last One Left
Hawkeye
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Speaking prose with my poetry so it will be felt I got these niggaz trying to go at me, but they will be dealt With accordingly - This shit's only packaged to sell So I can infect mind still trapped in a cell Last One Left, I gotta kill it myself And make a miracle lyric so severe it defies health Kill 'em all when they hear it, there's no time to divide wealth Send 'em on to the next life with a little of my help I said I came here to kill 'em with just lyrics, so sharp That just the sound of my breath is enough to stop hearts So don't tug at my pen when I'm penning this Dark Art Or I might just go ape shit, and tear you apart Spit it back in your face like it's mace, so don't start Hell Raiser - No grace or mercy to impart This is my time - I told you it's scary, so depart I'll make you very aware of my snare beat's flow chart Terrorist when I go in, so I know when it blows Gotta hear it to fear it, so my message is that I own Every right to use lyrics as weapons at my shows You're gonna hate to get near it, cause the heat from my stove Is too much to handle, so you might wanna go home Brandishing handguns isn't safe - Hawk Eye knows So while I'm languishing with languages my flow gets ice cold Freeze all competition and leave 'em dead in styrofoam Make my way to the kitchen, now just listen, when I speak I Grab a knife and it glistens when I'm mentioning "Side Beef" Stand you all at attention with this wisdom - Don't try me I'll leave you wishing my mission was just to supply heat So stoke the fire if you're tired so that I can relax I broke the choir, now you're hired - Yeah - Now think fast What's the most Devilish thing I could write in my raps? I guess the Devil should have understood that I'm back! Hawk Eye's not a soldier, and this is no war I hear Hell's getting colder, and I wonder what for Did the Devil catch wind of my music? Or Is he running away cause he felt my force Shoot him up with this chopper, just like it's my chore Sit in my helicopter and beg him for more I could let him off, but I promised my sword That I won't let him live - It's my duty to roar All the politicians, bankers and thieves Got the game hemmed up, but don't know about me I'll make 'em quake in their boots and drop to their knees I'm not much like Jesus, but I'll make them see Giving sight to the blind, I just try to unwind So much might I command, so I'm taking my time I'll make this planet dance as I remind Every one of the Truth, as I show 'em the signs
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