(church bells gong). . (Verse One: B-Real). As a kid, I was known, son of a thug. Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us?. Never had an easy life, shit's way out.
[Intro: sample, Afu-Ra]. "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, ignition sequence start. Say it, assassin, assassin, one, take it again". Soul Assassins, Afu-Ra, yo, this how we do.
Service and devotion, I motion to continue. With the style I bring you-the style I bring you. In the Hotel California and they're turning down the beds.