Come Spit Wit Me Foo's

They Call me Sam Fisher/
never known to be a misser/
shootin silenced bullets, takin out lights, and sneakin up on bitches/
When i pop up behind you, you better deck/
cuz if you stand still,then im bout to break your neck/
But if i see you comin/ from the front/ then it ain nothin/
I just pump/ either my fist in your face, or my knife into you son/
im the one/ rockin blue night vision and 2 silenced guns/
and my red goggled homie got the sticky cam stuff/
so when you aint lookin, he'll shoot it right by you/
let out the sleepin gas, then hide your body where no one will find you/
continue through the mansion with high stuff to climb through/
co-op mothafuckas this is what we spies do!