I'm dizzy walkin outta larry's army wear used
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With some black leather shoes and desert BDU's
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Many boxes of ammo, i got the camo face paint
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Barricaded the tower doors, safe this place ain't
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Up to the top, i can see the whole planet it would seem
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The sun is beatin on my head as i'm livin my horror dream
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Up-chucked a couple times then i finally took aim
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A man is chattin on his cell phone, i spattered his brain
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A lovely couple started runnin, all the sudden she tripped
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He kept right the fuck without her, like he never missed a step
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I snapped one to his head, he fell dead to his knees
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Then his wife was right there to retrieve the car keys
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Not many notice at first, although some do start to scatter
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Pluggin iron in they back, who they are it doesn't matter
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There's a psychopathic, way up in the tower somewhere
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And when they think they outta range [gunshot] poof they hair
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[chorus]
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot (shooting from the tower)
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot...
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I shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass
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And the daddy on the swing through the lens in his glasses
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First cop on the scene will be commended for his services
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For now he holds his throat and scream "i didn't deserve this"
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The tower too high, i'm bringin shot from above
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Cuz my head's a battle royale of serpents, snails, and bugs
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I'm quadarpolar, though my snipers scope i see the enemy
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The world ain't never been my friend and never pretended to be
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I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick
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Leg missin, agent orange and an un-useable dick
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So as i reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold
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From squeezing so hard my reason is no control
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Warped soul, look at that, pap-pap-krack
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Three frat college boys flat, dead on they back
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And they lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy
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Just got one plucked in her eye
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[chorus]
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot (shooting from the tower)
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot...
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I'm finally at war again, only i ain't takin orders
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200 yards below, i'm taggin targets, small as quarters
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Marksman, sniper, military precision
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Spotlight on the tower, tryna nullify my vision
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My eyeballs keep rollin in the back of my head
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Practicing for any minute when i'm actually dead
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They put the tape up, these people think they outta my view
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But still, i'm steady pluggin sleepin pills off into them too
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I see in strobe light vision and i'm way beyond a panic
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My only skill is murder and i'm stuck on automatic
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Sweatin profusely, bleedin outta my ears
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Their shots are missing by fragments, bullets shavin my hairs
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And yet my aim is remarkable, i'm peggin these duck
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One by one, jumpin out of those SWAT team trucks
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I see the major activity, i'm caughing a chao
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Mad... my life went out with a flash
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[chorus]
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot (shooting from the tower)
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And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
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So fuckin hot...
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And it was hot that day, so fuckin hot
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It shouldn't get that hot, humid and hot
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Beatin down on us, so fuckin hot
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Too fuckin hot that day, just too fuckin hot
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How can it get that hot, how can it be that hot?
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Too hot, too hot, too hot, it was just too fuckin hot
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Tower
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| ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |
