Fart is on the loose, a contract upon his head I need a gun, that shoots anti matter Your friendly neighbourhood intergalactic assassin A death machine
Take my card, KM Kills Building rapport, A death sale No code of ethics, I murder anyone anywhere I just love killing
Here I go, Here I kill
"Kill" you're on the hit list "Gun" shoots anti-matter "Death" my bread and butter "Spite" it's all a business
My target can't die from regular matter I shall add the anti to the latter Oh boy, here I go kill
On the roof, the hunt is on I love you babe, it's time for killing Grapple down, through the vents Snap this neck, snap that neck
Hanging from the ceiling pipes Sawing through, the metal wall Murder the final guard, cut off his air, use his prints The door opens
Here I go, Here I kill
Target in sight Gun is raised and pointing "Crash"! there's a space ship Crushing my life into fatal deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
