60 Second Assassin - No Face Lyrics

(Soon your gonna find yourself, Down and out)

[60 Second Assassin:]
Blaow, Microphone assassinist,
My mind is a fumigated gas pit, Spit mental radar,
My pen'll shine in the center of the Earth's equator,
Think real astrologic, Quasar, Lunar active flazar,
Stay bent on that Moonshine, Corn liquor for our mind,
Science and Mathematics keep my gold with a shine,
Some people call it searching for the Lord,
We call it sharpening our sword,
For every action there's a reaction,
Just two double blades and my telecommunication get to crack'n,
Visualize'n, A crystal clear persuasion,
Picture a blue sparks a glacier, Royal affiliation,
My minds like an invisible maze through the gates of heaven's levitation,
Now in the spiritual fragrance, On the Earth the most happiest meditation,
In tune to nature, What's a chess game without the freedom of rotation,
A controlled mind is a dangerous thing to be wasting,
Fear plus, Contagious, Immaculate,
Whatever strong changes the happening,
Just as cool as looking in the mirror rappening.

[Chorus: x2]
I go from place to place, Nobody knows my face.

[60 Second Assassin:]
Let's get straight down to business,
Open up your mouth and get signed to the shit list,
Don't reck or unexpect I've been a lecture,
Mass murder rap, Your still swinging now catch up,
Since I be fessing up, Waiting for a check-up,
When it comes to stacks I'm the treasurer,
Never try to diss, Settle for Swiss instead of a fat lip,
Back flip, Get his ass kicked out of this,
I'm un-measureable, All outta ya area code,
Shoulda tried two-one-two for the old move,
Run around riff'n, Swine couldn't get the blitz'n,
The paramedics come another lip they'll be stich'n,
Or should I say D.O.A., Dead on arrival,
Cause in my dimension I'm normally leave'n no survivors,
Worser then A.I.D.S., Prolly cave us up in rage,
Shoulda been with the stink'n bitch you had last night,
Getting laid, No but you want your knot rocked,
Knocked all out of your shoes and socks,
I'm never to blame, You shoulda warned your crew to call the cops,
I kill performances, You wake up in torment,
Exhausted, Defrosted, Dehydrated extortion,
Dissect, Reject, It's down to there to a preface,
The floor match your abstract, Diagnoses as the pieces,
Never elementary, Where there's a microphone,
Weaken a poser, Deacon a poser, Back to altone,
Disintegrate then recreate whatever you advocate,
Rap is the booby trap, Setting up chumps and fakes,
Still on a mission, Dismiss em before the hour glass,
So watch that assssss, The World Turns,
You'll be one that learn, In my M-E, No still M-I-N-D.

[Chorus]

(Soon your gonna find yourself, Down and out)

[Outro: w/ ad-libs]
You know how to feel, You know how to feel.

(Soon your gonna find yourself, Down and out)