Artist: Hyper Sniper
    Song: Not Subtle
   Album: Homemade Explosives Mixtape
    Year: 2005


 [Hyper Sniper - intro]

 Yeah, I never got to spit on this beat. Imma bout to do it though. Imma do
 third-level dubs like Kill did when he did that one shit. Know what I'm talkin bout?


 [Hyper Sniper - verse 1]

 Yo.. the industry system limits us spittin
 Lyrics that's missin pop culture symptoms
 And nitwits nit-pickin kids that listen
 Let this be the realest shit I've ever written
 A & Rs and major label bosses,
 They hate the underground, they wanna stop us
 Try to scare me like bed time monsters,
 Imma turn Major Payne, spray the closet
 It's my time and you need to acknowledge
 I fill a rap roster, you fill a fat coffin
 Told ya once, man I come to stomp roaches
 So I develop these homemade explosives
 And all you hatin muthafuckas get back
 I don't give a fuck who you rap with or where ya friends' at
 Got a problem? Let me tell you where I'm at..
 Kansas City muthafucka, middle of the map!
 Focus on hopeless throat-slit roaches
 Struggle to survive, truth hurts let it soak in
 Foes gettin froze when the cynic's cold
 And their nose gettin broke so flow the hemoglobin
 Notice I throw this molotov so quick
 Oh shit! Your bitch choked in the smoke pit
 Phone in the po's, let 'em roam through ya home
 When they roll, Imma blow through ya dome with the scope, bitch


 [Hyper Sniper - hook]

 Now you got trouble, lost in the rubble
 Too much barkin and dogs get muzzled
 Interrupt the game and disrupt ya huddle
 Look at that, all up in ya face, not subtle (2x)


 [Hyper Sniper - verse 2]

 I'm not stoppin till progress accomplished
 Targets are marked and we cockin the choppers
 And it starts with bombs in mailboxes
 Cause underdogs crawl in a heartless market
 I got squads that'll start the moshpits
 You start digestion of arsenic,
 Hidden with the garlic and crawfish that you chompin
 Cops say death by poison was the cause
 In assassination of a rappin major
 A classic case of an action taker
 So sign the certificate and pass the paper
 And take notice to the impact I'm makin
 And it keeps comin when the pain is new
 I got landmines made from toilet paper tubes
 With the gunpowder, candle wax, grazy glue,
 And ignition switch. The day is soon
 Yeah set it off, it'll unlace ya shoes
 And get a cover story featured on the breakin news
 " Here's the latest, Sue. Some famous fool
 Got his leg fucked up and his face is, too "


 [Hyper Sniper - hook]

 Now you got trouble, lost in the rubble
 Too much barkin and dogs get muzzled
 Interrupt the game and disrupt ya huddle
 Look at that, all up in ya face, not subtle (2x)


 [Hyper Sniper - outro]

 That's right muthafuckas. We ain't playin no games with you bitches. Fuck that
 shit niggas.. fuck The Source. It's all about Murder Dog out here baby. All day,
 everyday. Underground shit. Yo.. Fuck the mainstream. You ain't gonna see me on
 no muthafuckin video on MTV and Rap City and shit, you know I can't afford them
 shits. I got a free mixtape, how the fuck Imma be on the radio? Fuck radio rap.
 All this shit is garbage niggas, half these niggas soundin like shit. What? Underground


 [Hyper Sniper & Yella Jackit - outro]

 (Yella Jackit) Hey everyone, this is MadHatter. Can't get to the phone right now.
 I'm probably uh, at a meeting or tearin up clothes for the next photoshoot or
 tryin to grow a beard. Uh, leave a message, I'll call you back. If this is
 Hyper Sniper, I'm sorry.

 (Hyper Sniper) Hey! Who the fuck is this nigga callin my phone and shit? I don't
 know you punk! Look man, this shit is goin nowhere, ya nothin dogg. You ain't gonna
 diss me back? Then it's done. You little punk-ass nigga, how the fuck you a " scrub "
 when you the manager at a Copymax? Why don't you riddle me that one? And by the way,
 that bootleg-ass Microsoft Movie Maker-ass video you got on your website ain't workin
 homie. That shit was garbage. See, that's why I call it fuckin MadHatter Records not
 Scrub Club Records. Where's the other people at? Where the other fools rappin? Where's
 the Star Wars kid at? Or that uh, who's that other muthafucka? That nigga that uh, went
 out with my girl but never fucked her? Ninja Turtles kid! How come he ain't in that
 shit rappin? Huh? Why don't you riddle me that one? Well I'm out, don't call my phone
 again. If you do, Imma have to take a road trip down to Mulvane man. Internet-ass nigga,
 what you gonna do? Send me a virus? Punk. (laughs) Ya video sucks