Lyrical Hitman
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Lyrical Hitman
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[Royce da 5'9"]
This the homicide, sodomy of course
Mobb Deep, like I got Havoc and Prodigy support
Ima' be dope until the find me as a corpse
You can roll your weed up in my Toxicology Report
You can call me Kuklinsky, Iceman for short
And I got dead rapper's pens in my Icebox
After they act hard I lyrically kill em' then I bury their notebooks in my backyard
Check it out, the lead gonna hit em'
I'm so far from positive
Nigga I'm the opposite of Rev Run on Twitter
I'm a dead wrong, headstrong spitter
Compared to me you a faggot gettin' fed bone nigga
I'm picture platinum
You a red bone nigga, I'm a trip
You a [?], I'm sick
You a snitch, that like to sing the Fed's songs nigga
Oops, I forgot my meds, you the absent minded
When they find ya' body it's gonna be without ya' head
~ [Chorus] ~
"A mind made for murder"
"Expected the man to uh die, but..."
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
"It really surprised me it would've took his head off"
"That's something I didn't expect"
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
"Richard Kuklinsky"
[Marvwon]
This is murder for hire
Got word to my supplier
Snuck up on em'
Strangled em', He never heard the wire
These niggas claim they cold, I swear my words are fire
Me and you can get it on, I bet that you retire
I'm from the city of [?] YDI
Cold men, he own guns, this is not A Country for Old Men
Boat Guns, sweat socks, don't run, just stop
Put the needle in his [?] watch his head pop
You little niggas done fizzled out
Niggas claim they murderers
Ima' show them what this about
I am doing work, you can't travel here, pick a different route
Gimme twenty beats and I pick em' off as you pick em' out
My shit is the [?], I'm clicking this heat
Whip up your peeps, whip up ya' beef
Duck, spray em'
I'm a stuntman by the way I lift ya' Jeep
They should throw under the jail for how I'm killin' this beat
~ [Chorus] ~
"A mind made for murder"
"Expected the man to uh die, but..."
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
"It really surprised me it would've took his head off"
"That's something I didn't expect"
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
*I'm a Lyrical Hitman*
"Richard Kuklinsky"
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