Deathstroke Lyrics

(Verse)
Definition of an assassin/ sword equipped to my back with a sniper rifle attachment/ quite as kept until somebody chooses to throw funds my way/ show me the rappers you want dismayed I'll put them on display/ two guns up when I shoot/ no witnesses by the time they look up I poof/ I'll have fun with your guards/ you'll change faces faster than switching K, Q, or J in a deck of cards/ I got that from The Joker and Harley Quinn/ fascinating slice from cheek to chin to cheek again/ from my perspective they're miniature I go strong/ I'm Klingon, Megatron, Mighty Joe Young/ with beats on I bring storms and rain on y'all parade/ I sniff C4, eat bombs, and gulp frag grenades/ then erupt like a geyser with a kamikaze surpriser/ welcome y'all to the bars like what's up I'm Mr. Rikers/ you won't leave with a scar/ if you do leave at all/ throw my katana in the air and see who's first to fall/ don't focus on my right eye the left is what I scope with/ don't just think you might die I need you to know this/ titans get dismantled/ if you call for back up I will strike multiple times with my sniper rifle handle/ launcher on the end of it guess what that's for/ a free throw at your crew and you're the backboard/ I will torture rap dudes by torching rap dudes/ hands swing as soon as y'all talk I know that's mad rude/ just know that's bad news/ I'll have heaters around me all day and won't sweat I'm that cool/ calm and collected/ the bomb with a weapon/ and a bomb on your lawn just to share my collection/ need a job done bring the right dough/ track assassin with the rhymes call me Deathstroke/

(Chorus)
Hit list on my pad sniper rifle and gats/ my blade kills 'em I used to be Slade Wilson/ first half you get smoked hit floor/ be ghost or get killed slow now they call me Deathstroke/ if you want it done fast and precisely at that/ tell me where to get him I used to be Slade Wilson/ I need all the info/ I want my dough or you'll die cause you know now they call me Deathstroke/

(Verse)
From long range I'm a marksman close combat I'm an expert/ enhanced strength and speed to make sure you get the best work/ blam glocks shots come out red hot/ with your eyes wide you're gripping your chest like Redd Foxx/ you can ring the alarm send a sig to your clan/ or mano e mano me and you man to man/ or alakazam disappear make it easy/ I'm Harry Houdini and you more like Ron Weasley/ I don't like rap dudes I will fight rap dudes/ leave them lying in the trap like rat food/ if I'm ever challenged by a whack rap dude/ I'll make a game out of it called whack a whack rap dude/ scared fools get beat up Deadpool can't keep up/ I'm the Gatman shadowed like Batman until I creep up/ I go and kill then I leave the scene I don't bury see/ I send bullets to my marks and call it deadly charity/ time to reread the objectives I received/ remove a hit list of targets and increase my salary/ description is saying to make sure people witness the death/ hold on I read that wrong it's saying kill everybody there/ snipe shot slap chest crack slice to the neck/ break some spines split some kneecaps double tap to the head/ main target saved for the last so they can see my mask/ the jobs done the heads are on your desk lying in this bag now where's my cash/

(Chorus)