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Hitman
Life in the slow lane
I can't afford it
picking up the quick gain
you know when I scored it
Show me a target
and I'll blow it wide open
feels like the last hit
another spit in the ocean
High rollers crash on the shore
the higher they ride
the harder they fall
sign on the contract
I'll take care of it all
just leave that killing part
to me
Have a think about my last blast
they were names on a list
you caught it on the TV
so you know I never miss
I worked out the timing
then angles and range
a step ahead of the sirens
I'm on the steps of the plane
High rollers crash on the shore
higher they ride
the harder they'll fall
sign on the contract
I'll take care of it all
just leave that killing part
to me
No points for politicos
weed, women or booze
save respect for a clean kill
and a well timed fuse
Don't visualise my old age
it's nothing I can use
but there's beauty in one shot
one drop and no clues
High rollers crash on the shore
higher they ride
the harder they fall
sign on the contract
I'll take care of it all
just leave the killing part
to me
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