Murder, murder, murder murder
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Murder, murder, murder murder
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Murder, murder, murder murder
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Murder, murder, murder murder
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Kill Kill Kill Kill
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Jacker of life, the last thing you'll see is the flash
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The last image my mask, the last breath is your gasp.
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The roar of my machine, the smell of burnt flesh,
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hot brass ejects, slugs rip through your weak vest.
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Feel your bones shatter as my bullets ricochet,
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this game is gun play, kill with skill.
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I get the contract, make your will,
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Cause I never miss, I'm the best at this!
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Murder 4 Hire!
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Murder 4 Hire!
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Don't give a fuck who your are cash moves me,
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M-O-B, C-I-A, F-B-I, use me, money for blood.
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Take you out in a club, your car explodes in a lot,
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Bodyguard wrong move your shot.
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I'm a get you when you least expect it right in the head,
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You can't get got, no way?
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I'll hit you from a block away.
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It's my decision, I got you in my night vision,
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Snipe, I'm the type that'll kill you with a butter knife.
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Murder 4 Hire!
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Murder 4 Hire Baby!
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Murder 4 Hire
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