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Spies Like Us

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Spies Like Us

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[Takbir]

Yo.. yeah..

So I slid behind the van, ran down the hill quick

Knight Rider episode callin KITT

Talkin telecom through a channel on my wrist

S.O.S. bein sent, {fuck} the superhero {shit}

In and out of phone booths, kryptonite

Whistle for a taxi beneath the street light

Pick me up, drop me off two blocks from the site

And make sure nobody knows about the secret uh-ahh uh-ahh

Beware the spy brought binoculars

Got a strange feelin cause I know somebody's watchin us

They're comin for my music

But they can't hack it, so I'm jettin through the streets

attractive, with the key in the black book of matches

Floatin past pedestrians, cross over the bridge

Got, major with new flavor and brought it to North Ridge

But, everybody wraps like a toga

So I took the subway to the city of Kinnoga

Build a foundation to resist the mainstream

S.O.B., three lethal weapons all on the same team

Spread it rapidly like a sonic gangrene

Hangin portraits of the pitiful, so punk say cheese {click}

Pack the briefcase with explosives

Walkie-talkie signal causin all types of commotion

I'm still bein followed

No choice but to rocket like the 13th Apollo

and dissapear into the smoke, inside a genie bottle

Got me caught up with Dr. Jekyll lookin for Mr. Rhymer

True, radios green for the spies

Spies like us see everything you do

Every move you make, every last clue

All the mistakes and all the check one two's

Locked in a briefcase of the S.O.B. crew

(repeat 2X)

[Ryu]

You know me by my alias, Tiger Trenchcoat Chan

Mr. Incognito with the microphone can

Place and date of birth unknown, tappin phonelines

Plantin bugs in your stereo box when you ain't home

Trackin my assailants with my high tech surveillance

Night vision goggles with the poison dart impalements

Secret artist sabotage cause train derailments

Styles of Beyond recon, with deadly ailments

Yo - even my wife don't know my double life

Double low on the mic, out of mind, out of sight

Usin night as a cloak cause I walk my dog dope

Peepin you, like a naked {bitch} on my telescope

Runnin through the thick smoke, slipped and broke your back

on the oil slick ?? lay just like a nympho

Collectin clues and info, keep tabs on crews who choose

to pose and rock dues in Range Rover rentals

Manipulate your pad and pencil

to instigate a cold war over instrumentals

Evacuate, ID their bodies by their dental - let the record show

the victim died by deadly flows afflicted to the mental

Depicted in the scene, it's the undercover team

Kickin fools like Kung-Fu, Jeru, and Carradine

[Styles of Beyond]

All up my sleeves in my rhymin fatigues, the party starts

with a magnifying glass scope and chop the body parts

Who's responsible?

Disguisin y'all constable

Drape the yellow tape around the body, front page, 2nd article

Obituaries filled with suckers with no skill

In the line of duty hitmen for hire, yo what's the deal?

For real, gag his throat, slap him if he squeals

9-1-3-0-6 information gets revealed

Bloody Mary holiday, flashback, remember this evidence

clearly show you trespass the premises

Spies on the case

You heard my name but you can't match the face

From out the shadows ha ha nobody's safe ha ha

Kill em all ha ha without a trace, cash double-oh

[Emcee 007]

Fourth and inches off the benches in comes the crowd favorite

Jaded, 007 the special agent

Radiant, triple X flexin with heat

Break necks of those who sweat thou and try to compete

Elite, for this moment in time, I steal the sunshine

and spit flames at any MC who try to take mine

The eighth sign apocalyptic, lyrically gifted

The final move you make is made against the mystic

The swiftest, always prevail, the human 3rd rail

I exhale the smoke from molotov cocktails

Propel the power conduct, uhh, I bring the ruck

What the {fuck}? Ten seconds, this track self destructs

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