Hitman's got no doubt about
Position in the work place
A matter of investment

Ridding human excess
Dealing stocks and bonds of blood
Shotgun dividends

But you hold a gun that's smoking

So pointless keep pushing

Keep shooting so pointless

Head full 'o bullets

A soul that's been spent
That be the pension
In bizness dealt with lead

Kickbacks and cutbacks
They all stab you in the back
The bloody palms

Primed for greasing