Artist: Hyper Sniper
    Song: Choppin Game
   Album: Homemade Explosives Mixtape
    Year: 2005


 [KillJoy (sample) - intro]

 Local rapper Ross Farber, alias Hyper Sniper

 [Hyper Sniper - verse 1]

 K.C. niggas underrated, others hate and run away
 Cause they don't never wanna see us rappin
 Cut a track and run it back, the lyrics smack you in the face
 You lookin back at me like " what happened? "
 I don't know, got a bold kind of flow
 And I know that you don't really want me to go there
 Comin lyrically, a muthafucka hearin me
 I'm here to be the undefeated nigga cause I don't care
 Misuderstood, mistreated, mislead
 Miss Whats-her-name'll miss muthafucka, he dead
 So dead, no head, go head, load Teks
 Grotesque when a little shank is stickin through your forehead
 Pick it up and rip another nigga's nugget
 I comin with a little somethin till ya fuckin die
 Can't believe it? Better wake up when ya rubbin eyes
 Never lie, nigga fuck that shit


 [Hyper Sniper - hook]

 In the day, we would play, drink Kool-Aid, nobody hate
 Nowadays, not the same. Everyday we choppin game
 Muscleheads in the pen, bangin hammers gettin big
 Copped a bid, locked in chains. Everyday they choppin game
 Bitches be eyeballin us, got the number, callin up
 Fucked around, got ya dame. Everyday we choppin game
 They ain't never lookin back, in the kitchen cookin crack
 Hustlers, rockin caine. Everyday they choppin game


 [Hyper Sniper - verse 2]

 Comin back like it's Round 2
 I'll pound you into the ground,dude. That's where they found you
 Try to diss back, shit's wack
 Usin old shit, try to make it sound new, but the crowd boo
 So I'll stick a nigga like a tatoo
 Suspect-affiliated got a mad crew
 Smack a bat to his ass if he act rude
 Take 'em back to the country, where the cows moo
 I ain't the toughest nigga ever there was
 I'm only 5'9", some of y'all are 7' and up
 But I got game, and I'm steppin it up
 So when I kill tall can, man I'm catchin a buzz
 So whatever is up, checkin for nuts
 Woopty woo woo and etcetera
 But ya never bust, and left in dust
 If they said somethin different, nigga fuck that bitch


 [Hyper Sniper - hook]

 In the day, we would play, drink Kool-Aid, nobody hate
 Nowadays, not the same. Everyday we choppin game
 Muscleheads in the pen, bangin hammers gettin big
 Copped a bid, locked in chains. Everyday they choppin game
 Bitches be eyeballin us, got the number, callin up
 Fucked around, got ya dame. Everyday we choppin game
 They ain't never lookin back, in the kitchen cookin crack
 Hustlers, rockin caine. Everyday they choppin game


 [Hyper Sniper - verse 3]

 Let me drop some info for all y'all that just don't know me
 I smoke them menthol cigarettes and pour me 40 oz's
 That high gravity is grabbin me, smackin me down
 So fucked up, crunked up freestyles.. you know we rap and we clown
 And act a fool. Man, somebody got an attitude?
 Smack the dude, strip 'em of his cash and shoes and clap 'em too
 Leave 'em in the trash at school, call his dad and pass the news
 Somethin that you had to do, turn 'em into maggot food
 Had a new strap to use and half the crews is mad at you
 Some kids is siccmade, they'll kidnap ya boo and stab her boobs
 You better have a crew that's backin you with straps and tools
 From Quindaro down to Argentine back to State Avenue, Wyandotte!


 [Hyper Sniper - hook]

 In the day, we would play, drink Kool-Aid, nobody hate
 Nowadays, not the same. Everyday we choppin game
 Muscleheads in the pen, bangin hammers gettin big
 Copped a bid, locked in chains. Everyday they choppin game
 Bitches be eyeballin us, got the number, callin up
 Fucked around, got ya dame. Everyday we choppin game
 They ain't never lookin back, in the kitchen cookin crack
 Hustlers, rockin caine. Everyday they choppin game