Strange Eyes

***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin***

Strange eyes keep on watching me

I see those strange eyes keep on watching me

Strange eyes keep on watching me

I see those strange eyes keep on watching me

[Blue Raspberry]

(Strange eyes...)

If things don't go we can work it out

When problems occur we can talk it out

Niggas all round up for another fight

They round up tight trying to get that money right

I'll be happy when I see the stress is gone

But the devils won't let 'em learn right from wrong

When I wake up, get up and get it straight

If I don't do it now, it might be too late

***Chorus: Blue Raspberry***

***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin***

[12 O'Clock]

You right, see?

What's up, nigga? Let's go steal a coup

and practice kung fu on the roof next to the pigeon coup

and keep the stack like the big boy Cadillac

Fourty eight tracks, got my voice on the DAT

Samurai style for them niggas actin wild

and them jealous motherfuckers throwing boo's in my crowd

Steve Rifkin feel 'em proud, Wu made it loud

Now them nine can't relax, Killarm' throw swords on tracks

Unite my Kingdom, Family Royal

When Brooklyn Zu saw you, it's a Sunz of Man jam

Allah, be the black man, '97 banned

Prob'ly million fans, niggas own this land

***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin & Blue Raspberry***

[60 Second Assassin, (Blue Raspberry)]

My niggas if you're uptight, time to get this money right

(My niggas if you're uptight, time to get this money right)

We run the million dollar scams with this bird in our hands

(We run the million dollar scams with the bird in our hands)

Grab save your sword from self and I swings my for delf

(Grab your sword from self and I swings my for delf)

Grab save your sword from self and I swings my for delf

(Grab your sword from self and I swing my for delf)

[Prodigal Sunn]

Yo, I'm never lonely in the battlefield

The apple they kill, official blood spill

>From Bed-Stuy, East New York, the face of Brownsville

This sound is real, I astound, reveal

I peal a 7 mil', addicted to dope, coke and crills

On the street corner, they sleep on us, we keep burners

See them lame guys with strange eyes? It don't concern us

Bloods and Crips, automatic slugs to whip

We quit the drug shit, now we on some music and shit

Living this ghetto dream, settle mellow out with CREAM

My thousand man team, samurai king, keeping our thoughts clean

Keeping our thoughts clean, turn off your high beams

***Chorus: 62nd Assasin & Blue Raspberry (x4)***