Zen Tha Buddha - Assassin on the Hill Lyrics

Here's a story about envy and greed
Perception versus reality
That ends in fatality
Be careful of the energy that you spell
It tends to return fire, sending innocent souls to Hell
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
I don't care if I got millions to my name
You'll never catch me wearing a chain
When it's millions of civilians that's living in pain
Eyes straining from rich niggas showcasing
And showing cases of green faces
Looking in amazement, thinking of all the things that they could do
If they had a clue of how to come up on some loot
F*ck this low pay and lacing up the work boots
I'm-a lace up dude
Rob him and snatch his chain while he eating his food
Let me check his stories
So I can see how he moves, places he frequents
So I can come up with a sequence to pin-point the areas that he be at
I'm his biggest fan, I just want to see that
I deserve his life more than he does
All the bitches he f*ck
Living good, pouring it up
Smoking weed on the tour bus
Platinum-seller, number one record on Billboard
With every award
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
One day, everybody has to pay the price
I just hope my life is worth more
Than an iced-out watch I decide to cop at Ice Box
Get outside, get robbed then popped
What all for
Some frivolous, material shit
That don't mean a f*cking thing
Don't ever tempt the poor
You'll be iced-out, chilling in the city morgue
All because an envious nigga thought your life was to die for
It's a vicious cycle
Everybody wanting to be the next idol
Idly waiting for a lick to come their way
Instead of creating their own
Putting other niggas on
Then maybe it wouldn't be no more sad songs about these rappers gone from the
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
Assassin on the Hill
For my life, he would kill
What you see, is not real
Only what you can feel
Another precious life lost
Another pine box dropped into Mother Earth
Used to insulate the flesh as it rots
Plentiful food for the worms
Society is the World's most deadliest germ
When will we ever learn