Текст песни Hit Man (feat. Q-Tip) - Gang Starr
The
hit
man
His
power
is
so
great
That's
for
real
Ain't
about
a
whole
lotta
talk
It's
about
action,
can
you
dig
it?
He
got
the
eye
and
the
heart
to
do
it,
yeah
From
the
roof
with
a
scope,
there's
a
whole
art
to
it
Ain't
no
emotion
when
he
pulls
the
trigger
Brief
second
of
silence,
then
you
see
what
he
do
to
niggas
Pistols,
rifles,
grenades,
whatever
He's
a
killin'
machine,
bought
and
paid
for
and
clever
And
way
iller
than
the
last
nigga
Smoke
a
nigga
in
the
club
then
dance
right
past
niggas
Once
in
a
while,
there'll
be
one
who'll
stand
out
Who's
more
than
psycho,
who'll
take
any
man
out
With
a
certain
passion
for
sendin'
bullets
blastin'
A
certain
fashion
to
the
way
this
nigga
wax
'em
And
this
assassin
gets
mad
satisfaction
From
puttin'
all
this
worthless
scum
out
of
action
A
sense
of
pride
in
his
skill
Looks
in
the
mirror
and
salutes
before
he
rides
for
the
kill
You
got
the
bag,
pop?
I
got
the
thing-thing
It's
in
the
sling,
here
it
is,
let
me
let
it
ring
With
the
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo
Or
do
it
lawn
mower
style,
rrt
You
got
the
bag,
pop?
I
got
the
thing-thing
It's
in
the
sling,
here
it
is,
let
me
let
it
ring
I
got
potatoes
and
the
mufflers
in
the
whole
thing
With
the
fwt,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa
Buckin'
at
niggas
wigs
while
he's
puffin'
on
cigs
Lay
him
down,
then
he
bounce
out
of
town
to
another
gig
It
ain't
nothin',
he
don't
need
many
friends
Funded
different
type
of
weapons,
he
got
plenty
of
them
If
you
pass
him
on
the
street
or
see
him
in
his
spot
He's
always
calm,
cool,
collected,
very
rarely
is
he
not
Hit
man,
with
ice
in
his
veins
Does
the
job
so
precise
they
up
the
price
with
his
name
Shadowy
figure,
never
too
loose
with
the
lip
Forty-four
long
in
his
coat,
deuce-deuce
on
his
hip
Baby
nine
in
his
boots
and
his
trunk
is
full
This
nigga's
on
some
shit
and
can't
be
fucked
with,
fool
In
the
grimy
world
of
highly-paid
hustlers
First
they
get
goons
to
muscle
ya,
then
get
him
to
touch
ya
You
wouldn't
wanna
get
in
his
way,
nor
his
associates
Or
a
tombstone
bearin'
your
name
will
be
appropriate
You
got
the
bag,
pop?
I
got
the
thing-thing
It's
in
the
sling,
here
it
is,
let
me
let
it
ring
With
the
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo
Or
do
it
lawn
mower
style,
rrt
You
got
the
bag,
pop?
I
got
the
thing-thing
It's
in
the
sling,
here
it
is,
let
me
let
it
ring
I
got
potatoes
and
the
mufflers
in
the
whole
thing
With
the
fwt,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa,
doo-pa
1 Bring It Back Here
2 So Many Rappers
3 Keith Casim Elam (Interlude)
4 The Sure Shot (Intro)
5 Lights Out (feat. M.O.P.)
6 Bad Name
7 Hit Man (feat. Q-Tip)
8 What's Real (feat. Group Home & Royce da 5'9")
9 From a Distance (feat. Jeru the Damaja)
10 Get Together (feat. Ne-Yo & Nitty Scott)
11 Family and Loyalty (feat. J. Cole)
12 NYGz/GS 183rd (Interlude)
13 Take Flight (Militia, Pt. 4) [feat. Big Shug & Freddie Foxxx]
14 One of the Best Yet (Big Shug Interlude)
15 Bless the Mic
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