Hitman - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Walking down the street to the 7-11

I never trust the dog chained up outside unit seven

I’m drowning out the noise with my favorite song

But today feels like it’s all going wrong

I got a letter in the mail, I owe the government money

I got a psycho tryna sue me 'cause I cut off my honey

Got like a million effing problems and a dick is one

Because of course it is

Might be all of them

I feel the quarters in my pocket I feel powerful

Yeah, I’m headed to the payphonе down at Kingsgate mall

Well maybe еverybody wants to hire a hitman

And everybody thinks that they’re the shit man

And everybody swears they’re not the villain

But everybody wants to hire a hitman

(But everybody wants to hire a hitman)

And now I’m staring down creeps in the parking lot

I’m crushin' brown bags and taking shots

Sometimes I just can’t help but be a ticking bomb

It’s like this whole dumb town is speaking in tongues

Between the gross DMs and the sociopaths

All the bad dates fake friends and late-night attacks

The emotional repression of like everyone

Trying to do life raw man is fucking dumb

I feel the quarters in my pocket I feel powerful

Yeah, I’m headed to the payphone down at Kingsgate mall

Well maybe everybody wants to hire a hitman

And everybody thinks that they’re the shit man

And everybody swears they’re not the villain

But everybody wants to hire a hitman

(But everybody wants to hire a hitman)

You got bad, bad, bad, bad, bad brains

And the karma’s gonna come along and get you again