"King Gnu - Hitman" 的歌詞如下:
Chorus:
Hitman, never miss
With the pistol, when the money’s tight
Ghetto-style, as an extension of life
So remember to step, never hit the wall
Verse 1:
Lift your hands, hit em high
They might want you to see them die
Everywhere they try to play their fate
Get in a hit, when the judge or the judge at a raid
Your options and situation don’t fade
Bitch from Jersey to VA they never like rap
Trying to cop piles of cash, they got to get paid
But I ain’t no hitman, I just kill my rap
Chorus:
Hitman, never miss
With the pistol, when the money’s tight
Ghetto-style, as an extension of life
So remember to step, never hit the wall
Bridge:
I ain’t no hitman, I just kill my rap
But I ain’t no thug, I just kill my pain
I ain’t no gangster, I just kill my game
I ain’t no hustler, I just kill my dreams
Chorus:
Hitman, never miss
With the pistol, when the money’s tight
Ghetto-style, as an extension of life
So remember to step, never hit the wall
Outro:
King Gnu is back again, and he ain’t done yet
He ain’t no hitman, he just kill his pain and dreams.