BONE Enterpri$e – “Sons of Assassins” Lyrics

Lyrics: BONE Enterpri$e: Faces Of Death: Sons Of Assassins

Layzie Bone

Now see I’m cockin’ up my nine
I’m poppin’ in the clip and cap
And let you know what’s really happenin’ with that son of an assassin
Feelin’ this killin’ and peelin’ caps cause I can’t stop
My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin pops
Kickin’ ass
And the #1 Assassin
Blastin’ niggas for nothin’
Peelin’ caps with a passion
Now I can remember when I was just a little niggero
Rollin’ through the hood with my pops
I watched him kill a ho
Boom was the sound of the nine when they kill you
So you didn’t pay your debt
But you had to pay the consequence
And blood splattered all on the ground
It made my ass sick
I watched her fall and hit the ground just like a damn brick
He hit the gas and we was tickets with the quickness
G she tried to play me out
That’s the way it gotta be
Yeah that’s what he said
Don’t tell a soul, if you love me son
He gave me a hug
I said, “I won’t, ’cause I know how it’s done”
And now I lay me down to sleep
Hopin’ that I don’t dream
‘Cause every night I get a vision of that same thing
And like a fool I’m on a block
We’re sellin’ mo’ dope
Fuckin’ wit my cash flow
Like pops I let my gun smoke
I made a promise
I won’t tell if your askin’
I’m just that motherfuckin son of an assassin

Krayzie Bone

Ever since I was seven I’ve been a troubled ass nigga
Used to sneak my father’s guns just to play with that triggers
One day I’m playin’ with the nine
I get a flashback
And get to thinkin’ about the motherfuckin’ bullies in my class
That’s always fuckin with me
But this shit’s has to stop
The next morning I snuck and I stuck my father’s nine in my lunchbox
I’m on my way to school
That’s when I spotted the faggot
Removed the nine from the lunchbox and slipped the bitch in my jacket
Now I’m lookin’ for a reason just to straight let the trigger click
I walked over to him and said, “What’s up now, bitch?”
But fuck the sucka started steppin’
Got one swung but he missed
I knew the nigga felt pissed
‘Cause it was the nine that he kissed
I shot the bitch in the face and to the ground with this sucka
And this boy didn’t hesitate
He broke off quicker than a motherfucka
Ran inside the building thinkin’ that was gon’ save him
But I caught up with the nigga
Pulled out the nine and I sprayed him
Tossed the gun to the pavement
I’m heading straight for the hizzy
No more will Krayzie be bullied ’cause Krayzie Bone just got busy
Then ran home
Told my father
He said “I know why you did it, son. The punk was fuckin’ with you, so you had to get rid of him.”
Heard a knock on the door
He thought, “Yo, what the fuck is this?!”
Police surrounded my hizzy with reporters and psychologists
My father grabbed his gun and started pullin’ the trigger
Now you know why I’m labeled a lil’ crazy ass nigga
I watched while my Pops continued blastin’
My attitude is hereditary nigga
‘Cause I’m a son of an assassin

Bizzy Bone

My father went in the pen when I was ’bout two or three
They had caught him for manslaughter and murder in the first degree
I haven’t heard from him in about a month or two
Until one night when I was watchin’ the eleven ‘o clock news
‘Cause I guess there’s some insane inmate just now broke out the pen
And he can either be in Lorain, Columbus, or Cleveland
Right then it dawned upon me
I’m like, “What in the Hell?!”
And then I heard a “ring-ring” on my doorbell
So when I opened the door
And much more to my surprise
Me and my pops was face to face
Lookin’ eye to eye
He said, “Son I’m on the run, and I don’t wanna be alone.”
I said, “Don’t say another word, ’cause me and you is gone.”
I went upstairs and got the gauge, the pump, the nine’s legit
Until holice got in the yard and cold stormed the shit
We jumped up into the hizzy
I threw my daddy the nine
I shot one cop in the chest
He shot two cops in the spine
You know I’m pullin’ the trigger right
My bullets steadily hittin’
I go to pull it again, shit I ran out of ammunition
I reach up for the pump
And in a flash I got dumped and turned around
Holice gonna smoke my ass
I can feel my life passin’
I know I’m bout to die too
And just before I left
I said “Dad. I love you, dad”


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Lyrics: BONE Enterpri$e: Faces Of Death: Sons Of Assassins