Footsteps behind you a killer at large murder for sale on the streets With weapon in hand the manhunt begins no rest til the job is complete No right and no wrong only dead or alive a target a prize to be won If the money's enough then there's no place to hide just one more notch in a gun
Bullets and blades the tools of your trade The weapons of death surround you Your reason your rhyme your partners in crime Your hands are still stained with their life All it takes is a twist of your knife
For women and children you hold no remorse your price is the same for them all No guilt no fear no time for a thought no name just a face no one saw The last one was easy a woman of worth no charge for a lover's revenge A slug in the skull and its over for her but for you there is never an end
The body was found in one week's time her legs in an alley downtown Head with a bullethole still in the side in a cardboard coffin was found