One, two

Yeah

Step inside the building and I′m walking like a killer

Looking for the others, feeling that no one is iller

Wrapping up the bodies then I lock them in the chiller

Falling like Frazier when he lost it in Manila

People always wanting us to go and kill the fakers off

And I got the right ingredients to go make a bomb

Show you in the thoughts when the blast tear your faces off

You see me standing in the ashes when the flames are gone

On the top floor, rifle in my grasp

Plus there's another three snipers in the grass

Pop your heads up while your driving in your car

That′s a massacre, now your brain is your passenger

Aim it in your daytime, playlist the Merken Man

Flippin on the daily, but I don't work at Burger King

Up from the underground, stealth when we're surfacing

Leaving you bloody pa, and all on your furnishings

So sharp I cut silk in the river

Leave your head gone before you see the shot, man, you will flicker

As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China

Throw smoke bombs so thick, you can′t finda

Picture in the background, bodies getting hacked down

Heads falling off when we finally let the axe down

Keep the ear to the ground, listening for the crickets

Learn the art of war, now I sleep with the spirits

Living stranger stands as the remainder, in danger

See, the beat is my retainer

I do the shogun a favor and save you

Even a hundred man deep, watching way through

See me chilling, brought the hot pot plate

I need to fight you to the death like Hakuna Tate

Watch the skies turn grey, when my ninjas creep up on ya

Rip your heart out of your chest, just to feel your pain

Slay with tongue, not the type to way from gun

Hit your pressure points, walk away calm, don′t run

Always moving with my face to the sun

Turn rolling around the time to the fake and begun

Take the hits, right the names down

Do this for the story that they tell when I came 'round

Always high, but I never sat along the same ground

Waiting for the rain clouds

Wash away the footprints, travel through deranged towns

Trained for combat, but really you on that?

I see descending like a scene out of Ong-Bak

There′s no masters, no needing for contracts

'Cause people disappear overnight and don′t come back

Write the scriptures, what they depict is another loss for the London heart but we're the victors

You get it? Blood is addictive

On some sick shit, won′t stop 'til there is no one on the hit list

I'm killing slappers, kids, animals and rappers

Cashing list pack of bulls, slapping off your sac puss

I bring madness, with a dagger, I bring sadness

Stare you in the eyes until you collapse into blackness

In the garden shed I sit waiting

Playing with my razor blade, and mate, I ain′t shaving

Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked

Playing chess with Ted Bundy′s best mates hating

Dreams of raping a boy band's member in the face

I′m chopping of his bollocks with a spade

There's not a lot of promise in my brain

Like God, am I insane

With a shotgun, I wander in the rain

You ain′t got one when I cop one in your face

I blow your fucking long enough to ponder on the pain

I take you shopping round the hospital of A. I. D. S.

I ain't popular, I ain′t wrong and I ain't stopping 'til the grave

I assassinate, lacerate and decapitate

Hack you up with racko rage, wrap you up in some cassette

His body parts depicts the art and stop to fill in the plans today

This man′s insane, mad, deranged, assassin with a phantom face

Target′s on a creature back to cut them open, hand and face

Body's down, the caught him squirming, kill them with a handgrenade like bang!

′Cause I'm a cold-blood killer

Cold blooded, no fucking, don′t crush it, full cut in

Assassin with the passion for damaging man's anthem

Holding him ransom, smacking him with hammers, he′s lat blacker than Marilyn Manson

Man's sleek, flashy, fancy, bare hitching handsome

With things, kick boy hit a ramp, he banging but then dismantle

I'm ambushing gangsters with standards

I′m involving the bang with the hangers

Go take a free Bible, we′re burning the cash to ashes

Quicker than rappers making the victims vanish

Saving a trapper, we giving them a drink of waters

I know it's liquid acid, that′s dramatic

Assassin hidden in the dark, here to take them out

Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth

Won′t stop until there's big piles of bodies

Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby

Assassin hidden in the dark, here to take them out

Trained in one Martial art, that′s the dirty mouth

Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies

Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby