Assassination

[Intro] [Verse 1: ECHO] I'm no prophet, I'm a mathematician Adding up the puzzle pieces, but I hate division Multiply competition, by words written Scribble little bullets on the paper, never missin' I'm always hitting targets, even when they move position Aim like the chauffer, when JFK was driven Kill shot and Jackie O was never flinchin' She knew that it was comin', missed her by a few inches And did I mention, I know who killed Martin I know who shot Huey, the C.I.A., started A bunch of brown files, on a bunch of brown guys And a bunch of white dudes, and a bunch of their wives They stopped a lot of lives, assassinations tried A lot of dictators and a lot of haters died A lot of people died when they killed the Princess Diana was murdered, but nobody invesss...tigates The situation. It's like ok, whatever She died, it was like fuckit, I never met her I'll do you one better, Osama Bin Laden These niggas dumped the body after Navy Seals shot him?! Bullshit! I don't believe your lies We gotta try Dick Cheney and Bush for war crimes And where's the guys, who shot Biggie and Pac? Does the F.B.I. manipulate the state of hip-hop? Hell yea! Nobody sells spittin' truth They want the youth stupid so get dumb in the booth You want some proof? Check the muthafuckin' Billboards, kid Now blow your brains out, like Cobain did