Lyrical Hitman - Royce 5'9, Marvwon

This the homicide, sodomy of course

Mobb Deep, like I got Havoc and Prodigy support

Ima' be dope until the find me as a corpse

You can roll your weed up in my Toxicology Report

You can call me Kuklinsky, Iceman for short

And I got dead rapper’s pens in my Icebox

After they act hard I lyrically kill em' then I bury their notebooks in my

backyard

Check it out, the lead gonna hit em'

I’m so far from positive

Nigga I’m the opposite of Rev Run on Twitter

I’m a dead wrong, headstrong spitter

Compared to me you a faggot gettin' fed bone nigga

I’m picture platinum

You a red bone nigga, I’m a trip

You a, I’m sick

You a snitch, that like to sing the Fed’s songs nigga

Oops, I forgot my meds, you the absent minded

When they find ya' body it’s gonna be without ya' head

«A mind made for murder»

«Expected the man to uh die, but…»

«It really surprised me it would’ve took his head off»

«That's something I didn’t expect»

«Richard Kuklinsky»

This is murder for hire

Got word to my supplier

Snuck up on em'

Strangled em', He never heard the wire

These niggas claim they cold, I swear my words are fire

Me and you can get it on, I bet that you retire

I’m from the city of YDI

Cold men, he own guns, this is not A Country for Old Men

Boat Guns, sweat socks, don’t run, just stop

Put the needle in his watch his head pop

You little niggas done fizzled out

Niggas claim they murderers

Ima' show them what this about

I am doing work, you can’t travel here, pick a different route

Gimme twenty beats and I pick em' off as you pick em' out

My shit is the, I’m clicking this heat

Whip up your peeps, whip up ya' beef

Duck, spray em'

I’m a stuntman by the way I lift ya' Jeep

They should throw under the jail for how I’m killin' this beat

«A mind made for murder»

«Expected the man to uh die, but…»

«It really surprised me it would’ve took his head off»

«That's something I didn’t expect»

«Richard Kuklinsky»