Heart of an Assassin

This is not what I Imagined
No following the traffic
Spitting hot lava to the masses but
Still causing avalanches
Back when I was laughin
After crashin' into a cactus
Trying to be the fastest
Back when I had to sleep in a basement
Waking up next to
Dead roaches on the mattress
Maggots crawling on the blankets
Possums out of the cabinets
No TV and no AC just me
With a pen and a pad
No interactions
Used to hunt wild hogs by the ranches
Had a water hose to take a bath with
Fingernails full of dirt
Blood on my shirt
No lights but a box of matches
Used to pull cow shit by the wagon
Used to catch catfish with a magnet
Used to cry in the middle of the night and
It wasn't for a dream
I was hearing scratches
Then one day we went back to Houston
It took years for me to get adapted
To a new campus
And the trendy fashion
But I made it happen
I have the heart of an assassin
Raised up from the ashes
A new prodigy bringin the havoc
No cappin'
Folding everyone like a pamphlet
On target with the tactics
I have the heart of an assassin
Rappin' was the passion
Ever since I graduated from my classes
But I have been lackin' for the fact is
Hoping to make it in the industry is inaccurate
I've been growing up
Around nothin but gangstas
Screwed up listening to all the bangas
Everybody in the ghetto you just can't trust
You either end up in the grave or in handcuffs
I've been growing up
Around nothin but gangstas
Screwed up listening to all the bangas
Everybody in the ghetto you just can't trust
You either end up in the grave or in handcuffs
I'm sorry if I got a little repetitive
I could rap fast
Unless I put too many S's in it
Can somebody please
Tell me where the medicine is?
Cause I cough more when I get to reminiscin'
Now I get to watch television
While I'm on the toilet getting head
Calculating all my income
Hold on let me put you on a brief hold
Before I get done
You motha fuckas better watch out
I've been rushin' more than Moscow
I don't drive a car capable of
Putting the top down
But I can give you a knockout like Pacquio
That's how I kill more beef than
Rick Ross at McDonald's
Don't get me pissed off
Here comes the big gun with a fist bump
Get some but it's gonna feel like
It's coming from King Kong
Yeah I'm gonna be an icon
Ninety nine point nine percent sure like Lysol
You can kiss my ass like Vince McMahon
Then wish you had a ticket back
Like the Ghost of Christmas past
You missed the chance
You were in the stands
I was cold like frozone with the ice on
It's incredible ain't it?
Now I live and laugh
You bitches mad
I never liked y'all
I came up from the rock bottom
I'll be damned if I get pinned
I was a dog with shock collar
Hung around all the mischief
But now you know how I broke loose
Following my instincts like Goku
Got down with the sickness
But don't let your environment control you!

I have the Heart of an Assassin
I have the Heart of an Assassin
I have the Heart of an Assassin
I have the Heart of an Assassin