Smosh - Ultimate Assa**ins Creed Song lyrics

How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. Freedom fightin' machine, big-a** hatchet in hand. Why d'you have to k** my bros? I'ma slash your face, man. I'm a very sk**ed a**a**in k**in' 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 haystacks, in your mothers laundry. Watch me comin', free runnin' up the walls like a boss. What you lookin' at b**h? Taste my tomahawk chop! How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. Tomahawk, tomahawk. T-t-tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, t-tomahawk. From Boston to NY always up to no good. Don't know how I can see out this big-a** hood. Walkin' through the crowd touchin' you on the back usin' my hidden blade for a secret attack. Jumpin' off a giant buildings like I was a Superman. Use your mama as a meat-shield every time that I can. Take a break from the war to hunt for some meat- what? A mans gotta eat. How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. Tomahawk, tomahawk. T-t-tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, t-tomahawk. Up first in the verse feel the clack of wooden teeth. Bread and bu*ter, lift the cover where you find the f**in' heat. Revolution I lead with the world I got beef I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers- I don't wear briefs! You can't step up to me and my gang. Horse and carriage drive-by's bullet in the chamb. Ridin' over your clique like the Delaware son I get my face on the dollar before this sh**s done! How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. How many fools can I k** 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 d**h blow. Tomahawk, tomahawk. T-t-tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, tomahawk. Tomahawk, t-tomahawk.