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03-09-05, 10:54 AM | #1 | ||
Obscure Intelligence
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Da Lyrical Assassin
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This is a Textual Interpertation of An Assassin's Life.......Da Lyrical Assassin... Its kinda long, but u won't be Mad
This target's important because the mark's an informant/ Forced to testity tomorrow due to NARC's & extortion/ He's guarded by four men... in a suite, at the Marriott/ Got orders to off him, so I'll see that they're carried out/ I had talked to intelligence, they outlined the top floor/ Two agents inside the room, two outside of a locked door/ This was all confirmed to me, by some spy's and voyeurs/ I'm set up in a furnished suite, courtesy of my employers/ It's five floors below the target... I'm prone to start this/ With no regard for human life, cuz I'm cold and heartless/ So I depart the room, gun equipped and armed to shoot/ With a couple clips hidden in my custom fitted Armani suit/ I already knew I'd take the stairs.... I came prepared/ Intel said there's no surveillence or agents stationed there/ I explore with optics, then open the door and walk in/ No one spotted, so I ascend up the 5 floors with caution/ I depart the stairwell... & didn't appear to make a noise/ For a second I pause, and listen to hear an agent's voice/ There's no change in ploys, seems it's now in order/ I need to know their locations, so I peep around the corner/ One on each side of the door, talkin' like they're bored/ It's just me and them, cuz noone else occupies the floor/ I take a breath, take a step, and steadily aim the lead/ In a few seconds, I left two embedded in each agents head/ No crash in the hall, there's hardly a thump or a sound/ With backs to the wall, the bodies just slump to the ground/ I walk over and rummage around, start to search 'em/ Looking for the keycard, but nothing is found on the first one/ So I check the second body, it was stored in a pocket/ I grab the keycard, and slide it through the door to unlock it/ Turning the handle without hesitation, i swing it open/ Everything's in focus before the agents can blink or notice/ I'm going in, slow motion, with both of 'em stone frozen/ One on the bed, the other one close to the phone smokin'/ They're both in my line of fire, so I'm aiming the glock/ Towards the agent on the bed, and I got his cranium locked/ Twice it fires, his life expires; the other agent flinched/ So my gun is raised an inch, he becomes the sight advent/ I pull the trigger, a cigarrette drops from the fourth Fed/ Forget the bullshit, I just left a bullet lodged in his forehead/ Intel said four agents, and I just left all of the four dead/ Then I saw the informant, curled up in a ball by the floorvent/ He's shakin' in fright, so I walk over and say to the guy/ "Get on your knees,face the wall and then pray for your life"/ He obeyed and obliged, I can see through the dread/ That's displayed in his eyes, as I put the heat to his head/ Then I let the hammer hit the pin, to nullify the issue/ Let a bullet fly,it ripped through his skull and fried the tissue/ The gray matter in his brain splattered all over the wall/ Now I got to go and retrieve the bodies of those in the hall/ It's not a problem, i just put my gun by my abdomen/ Go and grab a Fed, then one after the other, I drag them in/ More than likely, it'll be an hour before they find these/ Agents dead, so I hit the exit, then close the door behind me/ I begin walkin' towards the stairs, descend five flights/ Take an elevator to the bottom floor prepared to end my night/ After exiting through the lobby, the job is now complete/ So with hands in my pockets I start walkin' down the street/ As I get to the corner I realize that lifes a Fad/ So I pull out my pen and Jot my experience in a Notepad/ Uppin for Responses.......*Hand me my Grammy*
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