Strange Eyes

***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin***
 Strange eyes keep on watching me
 I see those strange eyes keep on watching me
 Strange eyes keep on watching me
 I see those strange eyes keep on watching me
 [Blue Raspberry]
 (Strange eyes...)
 If things don't go we can work it out
 When problems occur we can talk it out
 Niggas all round up for another fight
 They round up tight trying to get that money right
 I'll be happy when I see the stress is gone
 But the devils won't let 'em learn right from wrong
 When I wake up, get up and get it straight
 If I don't do it now, it might be too late
 ***Chorus: Blue Raspberry***
 ***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin***
 [12 O'Clock]
 You right, see?
 What's up, nigga? Let's go steal a coup
 and practice kung fu on the roof next to the pigeon coup
 and keep the stack like the big boy Cadillac
 Fourty eight tracks, got my voice on the DAT
 Samurai style for them niggas actin wild
 and them jealous motherfuckers throwing boo's in my crowd
 Steve Rifkin feel 'em proud, Wu made it loud
 Now them nine can't relax, Killarm' throw swords on tracks
 Unite my Kingdom, Family Royal
 When Brooklyn Zu saw you, it's a Sunz of Man jam
 Allah, be the black man, '97 banned
 Prob'ly million fans, niggas own this land
 ***Chorus: 60 Second Assassin & Blue Raspberry***
 [60 Second Assassin, (Blue Raspberry)]
 My niggas if you're uptight, time to get this money right
 (My niggas if you're uptight, time to get this money right)
 We run the million dollar scams with this bird in our hands
 (We run the million dollar scams with the bird in our hands)
 Grab save your sword from self and I swings my for delf
 (Grab your sword from self and I swings my for delf)
 Grab save your sword from self and I swings my for delf
 (Grab your sword from self and I swing my for delf)
 [Prodigal Sunn]
 Yo, I'm never lonely in the battlefield
 The apple they kill, official blood spill
 >From Bed-Stuy, East New York, the face of Brownsville
 This sound is real, I astound, reveal
 I peal a 7 mil', addicted to dope, coke and crills
 On the street corner, they sleep on us, we keep burners
 See them lame guys with strange eyes? It don't concern us
 Bloods and Crips, automatic slugs to whip
 We quit the drug shit, now we on some music and shit
 Living this ghetto dream, settle mellow out with CREAM
 My thousand man team, samurai king, keeping our thoughts clean
 Keeping our thoughts clean, turn off your high beams
 ***Chorus: 62nd Assasin & Blue Raspberry (x4)***