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