Job Well Done - Cold 187um

See I’m a killer, I don’t work wit feelings

When it comes to hit my mark I move complete precision

Here’s the mission, I’m way out in the sticks

Contemplating y’all, How I’ma hit Father Ducket

Yeah I’ma get Father Ducket

Uh, Cause when I tell em I can get the job done they can trust it

See I’ma lay low when I first hit the town

Check in the cheap mo-mo and peep out the surroundings

Hit the local bar there’s only one in the city

Befriend this little waitress named Britney and put her down wit me

I knocked her down after a couple of ticks

And pillow talk’ll be pertinent if you fucking the right bitch

Uh, She gave me the scoop on how Ducket is shady

How he playing foul using God robbing the congregation

A real motherfucking scumbag

And ain’t nobody gon miss him when I cap his ass

Uh

You can run all you want to but you can’t hide

I said I’m in for murder and I ain’t lie

Nobody looking at it like a saint die

We carry on, We carry on

See I probably wouldn’t have no problems wit Father Ducket

But he’s so slimy and the money’s so good it’s like fuck it

Got his clause in the collection plate

More than a few choir boys wit allegations of rape

Putting everything in the name of the holy

Somebody need to send him to hell cause he a phony

This motherfucker giving me a vendetta

He gon understand when I hit him wit the beretta

And since he got the church on lock

I gotta lay low and tip-toe and come up wit the intricate plot

So I chilled for a second and blended in

Said I wanted to turn my life around and join the congregation

After a while, I was deep in

Became a member and ordained a Deacon

Do what it takes to hit my mark

Cause I’m a born killer for reala true to the heart

Now this is how a killer move slick and swift

I’m a head Deacon sitting right up in the pulpit

I’m chilling, Trying to get positioned

Waiting for the opportune moment so I can get him

Cause when ya close, You learn a lot of shit

His up’s, His down’s, His strength’s, and His weaknesses

And usually, Motherfuckers think wit their dick

So I put a twist in the game and called my bitch Britney

Woo, She said she need spiritual guidance

And he the only one that can show her how to truly find it

He told her meet him at his private quarters at ten o clock

And here begins the intricate plot

Now Britney had this grimy motherfucker wide open

I stepped to him, Pulled the heat, And told her to get ghost

I hit him once in the chest and laid him flat

The second one was to the dome cause the company requested that

So, How have you been since the last time I saw you?

Well you know Doc, I’ve been good sometimes I feel like I overwork myself

Well maybe you should just get away for a while

Ya think?

You’ve been through a lot

Yeah

Slow down

Mmm hmm

Take some time for yourself.

A vacation’s always good