Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Shooter's Soundtrack, artist - Skyzoo. Album song The Salvation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down, Jamla
Song language: English
The Shooter's Soundtrack |
Shoulder the blame, strong enough to maybe hold it and aim |
Old enough to know the mechanics, like he knowin his name |
Young enough to know he can handle it or so he proclaims |
Inspired to throw a hand in it and go with the grain |
And by default, whatever’s performed, is what it’s gon' be |
Hollows in the sky, drown out heaven’s harmonies |
Followin the sky 'til they told him it was all speech |
Now he cover his ears in case it ever cause heat |
All covered and clear, arms within arms reach |
Hands on approach, hole wanna fill his heart beat |
Hands on the scope, load wanna see him glow |
See him grow right in front of your eyes or leave 'em closed |
Leave 'em with enough of those and it’s enough to lead 'em out |
To see the doubt and to see what the similar be about |
And if they, all for it and they never say never, it’s whatever |
Strong purchasin is fifty and better |
So raisin band, you day one, get it how you see it |
Eyes wide shut but seein is believin |
Reason bein, you day one, get it how you see it |
Eyes wide shut but seein is believin |
And the soundtrack to it is as loud as you can see (*gunshot*) |
The soundtrack to it is as loud as you can see (*gunshot*) |
The soundtrack to it is as loud as you can see (*gunshot*) |
The soundtrack to it is as loud as you can see (*gunshot*) |
Told 'em it’s easy to get accustom, easier to adjustin then they thought |
And seeing’s believin, so he believin what he saw |
And who would of knew how much he could see behind the door? |
They changin the locks baby, he seein what he want |
And anything could turn tunnel vision if the ending |
Is the opposite left from the beginning |
And if winning is the opposite left, than you’d be with it |
You be gunnin for a run in that tunnel, pun intended |
So he runnin with his gun in the tunnel but still seated |
Can’t carry it and can’t put it down, he still need it |
Can’t leave it, can’t see without it, they blew the lights out |
Let it walk in front of 'em and stop whatever come to 'em |
Halo up above it, sixteen’s sittin under it |
God if it jam, may your hands do the coverin |
Halo up above it, sixteen’s sittin under it |
Easy to be a pawn for anybody who want it |
Louder than they ever saw, doubt 'em and he lettin off |
ASAP, everything about 'em has been said before |
Brighter than they ever heard, light 'em when they send the word |
Take that, one shot right 'em if they ever turn |
Take that (*gunshot*), word is murder is cheap |
It’s work for hire if you lying where the murderers be |
And the market is still clickin when they callin in need |
Findin one is automatic if you walk in the lead |
So if he seem a little different and you see what he was given |
It’s a given understanding that he breathin at his limits |
And the limits is, anything the crib might’ve given him |
Was makeover day three, they ain’t put the ceiling in |
Roof still open so the sky that he was livin in |
He throwin shots at it, call it high off of adrenaline |
Young enough to kick it with the one I’m pullin under me |
Friends teller in, what the tool might wanna be (*gunshot*) |