HOW MANY FOOLS CAN I KILL TODAY ?
TOO MANY TO COUNT
DON'T GET IN MY WAY
I SHOOT A MOFO IN THE THROAT WITH MY BOW
TOMAHAWK CHOP IS MY DEATH BLOW
FREEDOM FIGHTING MACHINE
BIG-ASS HATCHET IN HAND
WHY'D YOU HAVE TO KILL MY BROS ?
I'M-A SLASH YOUR FACE, MAN
I'M A VERY SKILLED ASSASSIN
KILLIN' DUDES IN ONES AND TWOS
BLOOD FLOWIN LIKE A RIVER
NEED A BOX OF TISSUES
WHEN I'M HUNTIN', I BE STUNTIN'
YOU CAN NEVER FIND ME
IN THE BUSHES
IN THE HAY STACKS
IN YOUR MOTHER'S LAUNDRY
WATCH ME COMIN', FREE-RUNNIN'UP
THE WALLS LIKE A BOSS
WHAT YOU LOOKIN' AT, BITCH ?
TASTE MY TOMAHAWK CHOP!
HOW MANY FOOLS CAN I KILL TODAY ?
TOO MANY TO COUNT
DON'T GET IN MY WAY
I SHOOT A MOFO IN THE THROAT WITH MY BOW
TOMAHAWK CHOP IS MY DEATH BLOW
FROM BOSTON TO NEW YORK
ALWAYS UP TO NO GOOD
DON'T KNOW HOW I CAN SEE
OUT THIS BIG-ASS HOOD
WALKIN' THROUGH THE CROWDS
TOUCHIN' YOU ON THE BACK
USING MY HIDDEN BLADE
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