The Sure Shot, Pts. 1 & 2 (Brown Tape)

[Part I: The Sure Shot, Pt. 1] [Intro: Sample] If we leave a smart one in the ghetto, he might develop into a leader against us [Verse] Record spins, I'm going in I don't shoot to kill, I play to win Stay catching up with the cutthroats Some men shoot a nigga, throw 'em off the tugboat, no floats The body sinks to the bottom Or left off the side of the road to smell rotten The murder sprees, random killings Ghostface Killah's back attacking villains, hanging from the ceilings Godfather motives, gangsta mentality Black superhero with the immortality Forever, I be creeping in a black mist Ill night vision with the militant tactics I glide through the air like a swarm of bees Shake niggas off quick like a dog with fleas Raw meat, leave bodies slumped in the street Revenge is the spice of life, it's so sweet Ay yo, pipe bombs blowing they souls to Jesus Don't need nothing but the puzzle glue for the pieces Meat cleaver cut finger tips like rib tips Home invasions, cars gonna flip, DeLucas lose Pair of cement shoes, tossed in the ocean Popped until they brain ooze, I won't lose Blood all on my apron, hog tie 'em up while they try escaping Peeped the visual, tied 'em up individual Took their clothes off, season 'em like sausage Let the pits out to eat 'em, that's the remedy Attack, kill, bite off their extremities Blood bath splash my name on my wall Call it piece delivery, leave a tip on the stall With an arm, leg, a head, I'm coming for you all [Part II: The Sure Shot, Pt. 2] [Intro] Uh-huh, it's the sure shot, yo, yeah [Verse 1] Heart of a lion, king of the jungle I'm a humble killer bee, you as soft as a bumble I don't crumble, I strike back hard with a vengeance Attack through these killer words I spit in a sentence I'm a menace, the black Clark Kent, caped crusader The face of a ghost, I disappear in the vapors You could murder my flesh and bone, soul's invincible Revenge my death, payback's the main principal Protect ya neck when you move, I be lurking in the shadows Starks, the gangsta nigga, I never lose battles Pimp bitches with a superhero logo on my chest Big Gucci link, GFK on the crest Icy arm for the eagle with the eight carat ruby eyes Piss on your motherfucking lawn while I'm stupid high All black down, royalty purple and some ice chips Two Glock 9's pointed at you in a hype flick [Verse 2] Now I'm alone in the room, and I just stare at the wall Revenge my death but I'm going through withdrawals My lost niggas, I miss them this new power and wisdom Got me thinking I've made a whole lot of bad decisions Got Logan still to deal with, should I kill her? Throw her fuckin' ass in a cage with a gorilla Or let her live and treat her like scum of the Earth I've got goons to feed and babies to birth I'm the God now, plus I'm a super rich nigga Do more help than harm, either way you figure Should I protect and serve or cock and aim destruction? Let the enterprise take over the force of production Corruption, my mind state is unpredictable I'm bulletproof now, back from the dead, I'm invincible