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SAAFIR lyrics : "The Hit List"

(feat. Sonnie Black)

[Intro:]

Huh yeah yeah. Saafir in the house youknowhatI'msayin'? Layin' it down with
my ^!$$% Sonnie Black. About to spit this %#@! to you. You might be on this
mother$#&@er man. You know?


[Saafir:]
Since the death of the first two icons I be wonderin'

Who's gonna be the next to plummet in the dirt
Somebody is puttin' in major work
And drop the line of these top the line rhymer you know who was the first

And the second MC
The %#@! temps me
To keep practicing my aim at the shooting range

And keep my vest
In close range to my chest
Say a prayer to the game

Cause she won't be the same after this
I heard they
Who is they?

I don't know
But you know what they say
Don't believe it till you see it

But now I peep the Ebony special Big Daddy Dane or Super Nat
Death's comin' three and the %#@! is startin' to worry me (why?)
Cause this %#@! got to be connected to a much deeper plot

Maybe the government is fillin' it
Since they see them taxes of these millionaire black men rappin'
Imagin' if they got fed up and attached a contract

To touch these pathetic lips
Believe me
It would be called


[Hook:]
The Hit List

But it never happens to you if you're hitless
So you better stay sharp in you mental fitness
And always holla at your follies about business

What is this? The Hit List

[Saafir:]

The newspapers read
"De La Soul Is Dead"
The Stakes Is Higher than Hell fire

Shocking news travels like a live wire
To the Mississippi connect
Brought in from a club bathroom

Bartender slipped him a Mickey
Everybody in hip hop is trigger itchy
One of the Pharcyde got smoked in a hotel in Perkipsey

Upstate with no backin' I'm packin' heat
Like an immigrant work Nike factory
I feel like somebody is watchin' me

I got eyes in the back of my head and under my balls
Cassette from outside bathroom door stall
Watchin' my back without a pause

Scarface in Houston tryin' not to catch a bullet scar
Ridin' to the studio in bulletproof cars
ATF had a shootout ? wait with FaceMob

A cashier worker and a grocery bagger was tagged up
Body bagged up
Pedestrians meeting the concrete

Gettin' faces and body parts scrapped up
Face Mob swervin' through as they may ? [screeching]


[Hook]

[Sonnie Black:]

What is this the Hit List
The Hit List some sick %#@! over glove %#@!
Mr. Sonnie Black the fly $$# tracks jack

You slippin' like bait on a fishing rod
I'm tryin' to manipulate your fate
I'm tryin' to get you God

Cause you tailored my made me good and plenty
Your soldiers turned GI Jane more (Moore) than Demi
Keep your hustle on kinko
God got blessings to give me


[Saafir:]
On Remy and a night chair
Spit my plot to my partners and hoes sittin' around in nightwear
Crackin' a window a slight air
A ^!$$% feel twisted

The story
The Hit List

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