Neighborhood Sniper Songtext
von Eazy‐E

Perched up high on a roof top like a bird i′m havin' evil thoughts
A black hood covers my face
And death flows through my mind at it′s own pace
Sometimes I feel like a super hero, urgin' to free my kind
I'm so accurate
I shoot ya heart with a dime
Now I′m back to the moral of my tale
I see a victim, and then my thoughts fail
My minds still fumblin′ with the present slavery, i'm here to save you but who′s to save me
I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet
I put finger on the fit and then the side a check
I make the kill here's the deal
After the trigger′s pulled then the death is sealed
So it's the shots that sing out like a piper
Everyones scared I′m the neighborhood sniper


So my boy is a snitch
I put my gun up to his head
And simply scared the bitch, boo
Being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts
Take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot
His bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger now the room is red
Now there′s nothing left but a snitch
Here′s a four leaf clover punk make a wish
One (shit) two (shot) three strikes your out
This nigga is dead and now I'm lookin′ for a window to get out
I made my escape the cops chase
Duckin' to an alley so they don′t recognize my face
The boy had to pay the piper
So they all stayin' fair of a neighborhood sniper

I′m Doin' dirt by myself as I continue my mission
Killin' all fools as an addiction
As a E lovin′ the game leavin a shame
And in my heart I feel no muthafuckin′ pain
Because my heart is cold as I was told
And my A.K.47 I stand bold
Rippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shot
Pop pop pow as I watch the muthafucka drop
Lovin′ the site as the blood spill
Take a photograph, to keep in my hard as I was sayin' calm
And never hyper as I succeed in my mission
I be a neighborhood sniper