Artist: Ross
    Song: Ross Speakin
   Album: Homemade Explosives Mixtape
    Year: 2005


 [Hyper Sniper - intro]

 Yo.. I just want everybody to know that uh, yeah this ain't uh, this ain't
 a Hyper Sniper track. This is a Ross track. See if you can follow me on this shit
 right here. My real muthafuckas, I appreciate y'all, man. You know, Peanut..
 We had some rough times, but bottom line, after eight years you still my homie
 you know what I'm sayin? Wilks brothers, Joe in particular, thanks for always
 havin faith in me dogg. The new recruits Bad Ways, my boys. Some of these niggas
 out here man, they don't understand the concept of loyalty and friendship

 [Hyper Sniper - verse 1]

 Some people tell me that I need help
 Some people can fuck off and go to hell
 Say you down, but I couldn't tell
 When I felt so crippled that I damn near fell, with no help
 Y'all got my back huh? Naw, niggas flaked off like dandruff
 And the hands touch what they can't have
 Cause you realized, you never helped me stand back up
 What you scared of? I'm a white boy,
 240 plus and 5'9" like Royce
 I think you scared of my soldier mentality
 Wanna settle this? I told ya, then battle me
 You afraid that I'll lyrically shoot ya
 Rest In Peace your rap career future
 We can be the next Biggie and Pac, the Caucasian version, only you gettin shot
 Since we start beefin, you not sleepin
 Who you thought Sniper is? This is Ross speakin
 Stay the fuck out my town, I mean it
 Come to Wyandotte, we can get the Glocks heated
 Stop dreamin, you ain't real it's obvious
 Last time you got beat up, you called the cops squeelin
 Bitch niggas never learn till they get burned,
 Turned into ashes, left in a urn,
 Then return to the earth and you served to the worms