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I could say bullets are gonna spray
I'm from Brooklyn, that's alright
But lemme just say I like to get close and personal with a razor-sharp object
But! Lemme just say this: I'm not gonna stab you in the heart
What I'm gonna do is grab a pen, stab you in the neck, puncture your lungs
Then slam a blunt object into your stomach... ♥♥♥♥!
Blunt object into your stomach and cause internal bleeding
Now, before you die, lemme just say this
The reason I call myself Snipes is because I take my time to rhyme
I'm not complicated but I'm like a sniper
I aim straight for the heart or the head, I'm straight and direct
I might hide 2Ks that way
You'll know when I hit you as soon as you hit the ground