Dan Bull - Assa**in lyrics

Call it parkour, but hardcore I make k**ing an art form d**h's cold taste, sweet as Carte D'Or No need to start wars for a difference of opinion Gimme the name of your antagonist, I'll stick 'em in the ribs Because I'm an a**a**in, one with a pa**ion for innovative rapping Droppin' so fast you're probably havin' a problem to follow the captions I'm so ahead of my time, I'm probably rappin' backwards I'm a scholar of Latin with a masters in dispatchin' Anybody that's ha**lin' one of my customers I cuts them up and shuts them up in a casket What you've got to do is ask And I'll have grabbed and then stabbed them in the abdomen that minute And be finished with the k**in' before you've finished with askin' A bird of prey with Terminator's murder rate I'm servin' plates of pain up like a perverse buffet Take you to the pearly gates I'll impersonate a pa**erby You wouldn't bat an eye until your circulations pacified So practiced, I couldn't count the crimes I've perpetrated How many spines of vertebrates I've snapped My raps travel through sound and time Reverberate through generations, permeate My serenade regurgitated through a nerd rapper's recitation to your earthly playlist So I'd say this was a revelation (Was a revelation) A revelation (A revelation) A revelation (A revelation A revelation)