[Intro: Planet Asia]
Get that shit playing n***a
M-16 shit, uh, I just want that shit to loop
Muggs, know'sayin, Medallions
GCM, simple and possible n***a
Know'sayin

[Verse 1: Planet Asia]
Fine line executioner, crystal vision
DJ's mix, blend me, this is nothing trendy
Straight outta freedom now your source harvest
Fuck your wack songs we ain't trying to hear it, don't force the garbage
It's classical rap
My team guaranteed to put the real shit back on the map
Relax, back style
Y'all n***as is stressed writing the wack files
I grab you wit a submissive grip till you tap out
I could be very cold, you neva know
I'm walking wit a heavy load
Take everyone's body could barely hold
I put the soul in your stereo
No matter where I go
I'm on a level that you'll never know

[Hook 1: Planet Asia]
I'm a Soul Assassin
Black Mask Men, till they close the casket
It's the formula we stick to
That makes it so official, we got it locked like Pit Bulls
I'm a Soul Assassin
Black Mask Men, till they close the casket
Roll up a wood and let a n***a smoke
Got Muggs on the MPC cooking up the dope

[Verse 2: Planet Asia]
S-900 cadence, I ain't the one to play wit
Up in the studio blunted and faded
The breath technique, man of mystique, straight outta FC
The one ya main chick got tatted on her left cheek
It's all in the game, it's EA Sports
CA thoughts, over be Clico corks
70 degrees beach weather, people's court
Peep the resort and plus my bitch feet so soft
Hawaiian fishermen hat flip; this is that rap shit
Gonna fly, mud of the sky, sounds of blackness
Treasure Island, just cuz I murdered the Gilligan's
When I hold the pen, it's OG like a Pendleton
And this is so relaxing
Melodic murder from my Soul Assassin
[Hook 2: Planet Asia]
I'm a Soul Assassin
Black Mask Men, till they close the casket
We in the lab making hits from scratch
It's a lot of songs out but them shits is wack
I'm a Soul Assassin
Black Mask Men, till they close the casket
We getting drugged off Jack Daniels
To all you clown ass cats in the game, just know we can't stand you

[Outro: Planet Asia]
Know'sayin
We on the move, know'mean
Yeah, it's goin down man, it's that midnight shit
Driving in ya whip, know'sayin
It's hot outside and shit, know'mean
I got the mothafucking drink n***a wit the umbrella on it
Know'I'm'saying
Wit a bad, bad, bad, pretty young thang on the side
We getting lit n***a, yeah
King... haha
I'm outta here
Ay, take me to the top

[Sample Outro]
"The Assassins were said to number over 70,000 fanatically devoted members
Their specialty, they had perfected the art of killing."