(It's time) Blood money Blood red tie See a red dot sight Then die Never in the red I do it for the green Be grateful Mate it was you It could have been When agent forty seven's Aiming for your head Pray the lord You best have paid off All your debts I've been training for this every day Since I was born I saved up all my breath More or less So I could talk And make you bored to death Then invoice your parents For the check No time to falter or regret I've got make a call collect They're like my headshots They all connect And when the skull fragments It's a cool effect Anyhoo Have we done enough talking yet? Because with all respect You're scheduled for death All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake A brief taste of each place I reach Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake Patient prepared professional stake out May rain Overhead there are grey clouds Death is a playground I get to play dress up And make sounds Tempting my prey out It's ok, he's not dead He's just spaced out Feel the bass pound Like your heart is 'Til it drops out Dearly departed Wait shh I'm near to the target He's buying knock off gear In the market And he'll stay wrapped up here In a carpet Now this bazaar's really bizarre Get it? I keep my killing kit compact Get tight with the fibre wire Call me comcast I ain't found the shadow client now But I could hire myself For the contract All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake A brief taste of each place I reach Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake A passive face in a mass of faces I'm an accident Waiting to happen Exacerbating The mass debating Like when how2basic is rapping Taking lives Right before your naked eyes Now that's a birthday surprise That'll make you cry So say goodbyes Head to the washroom Get into costume You're imagining things Head tripping mushrooms I was never here Never been in your wardrobe Was never hiding And trying on your clothes It's a lonely career Feel like I'm the only one here So when I find a woman to bring home Be a dear Don't be like me Don't disappear All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake A brief taste of each place I reach Make an escape and then I may as well have beamed into deep space What do you mean you can keep pace? I really doubt it I'm out before you even work out how you feel about it All I need is a plane ticket and a briefcase Full of guns and a rubber ducky as a keepsake