[Intro]
It's time

[Verse 1]
Blood money, blood red tie
See a red dot sight then die
Never in the red, I do it for the green
Be grateful, mate, it was you it could have been
When Agent 47's aiming for your head
Pray the lord you best have paid off all your debts
I've been training for this every day since I was born
I saved up all my breath, more or less
So I could talk and make you bored to death
Then invoice your parents for the check
No time to falter or regret, I've got make a call collect
They're like my headshots, they all connect
And when the skull fragments, it's a cool effect
Anywho, have we done enough talking yet?
Because with all respect, you're scheduled for death

[Hook]
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake
A brief taste of each place I reach
Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space
What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it
I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake
[Verse 2]
Patient, prepared, professional, stake out
May rain, overhead, there are grey clouds
Death is a playground, I get to play dress up
And make sounds, tempting my prey out
It's okay, he's not dead, he's just spaced out
Feel the bass pound like your heart is
'Til it drops out, dearly departed
Wait, shh, I'm near to the target
He's buying knock-off gear in the market
And he'll stay wrapped up here in a carpet
Now this bazaar's really bizarre, get it?
I keep my killing kit compact
Get tight with the fibre wire, call me Comcast
I ain't found the shadow client now
But I could hire myself for the contract

[Hook]
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake
A brief taste of each place I reach
Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space
What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it
I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake
[Verse 3]
A passive face in a mass of faces
I'm an accident waiting to happen
Exacerbating, the mass debating
Like when How2Basic is rapping
Taking lives right before your naked eyes
Now that's a birthday surprise that'll make you cry
So say goodbyes
Head to the washroom, get into costume
You're imagining things, head tripping mushrooms
I was never here, never been in your wardrobe
Was never hiding and trying on your clothes
It's a lonely career, feel like I'm the only one here
So when I find a woman to bring home, be a dear
Don't be like me, don't disappear

[Hook]
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake
A brief taste of each place I reach
Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space
What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it
I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it
All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase
Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake