Uploaded January 2016 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
When it comes to Game Rap, we don't play around.
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Original Rap song about IO Interactive's HITMAN
Instrumental, vocals and video by: DEFMATCH
Lyrics:
I'm breaKING hearts again
there's blood on your cardigan sweater
ntonight. nobody will ever take me down.
bar code, hearts cold, I'm loaded
up to the teeth
it's time that I made my hit
------
anything can be my weapon
so just stay cool calm and collected
I'm walking in here undetected
I blend in with a crowd, see my face
but it's gone, never look back
I hope you brought protection
because nobody gets away from me tonight
you can't save your life, so don't even try
and can you trust who protects you lately
no matter what I handle it will leave an impression
failures out of the question
zero expression
high value targets, shards will bless them
necessity's the mother of invention
wrench them
hench men, security's thin, already in
the steadiest aim, deadliest game
not leaving prints
if it's on the black market
I load it up and rip
yes my silencers are fully equipped
can't hear shhhyeah
You see me lurking in the shadows,
I ain't ever seen your face before
but that doesn't stop me when the cops
could never save a corpse
Yeah you suffer and I love to watch you die
when I take you by the heart and in my hands is half your life
yeah, I never need the night
because time equals money
and we never spent the time
so killing you is pretty funny
this money I get is lovely
you're lucky I wasn't roughly
decapitating your life just to get
some food in my tummy
your fuzzy sight turns black
now you never go back
silencer in the hand
so don't ever try to attack
repelling you with a nine mill
people calling me wack
but i'm watching you as you speak
so your privacy's all you lack
I'm getting so sick of that
while it's just another day for this
yeah, i'm pretty solid
'til I bash you on the pavement
no such thing as a rage quit
assassinate you agents
you can call me a hit
'til i'm getting my damn payment
When it comes to Game Rap, we don't play around.
-This song on iTunes!: apple.co/1OlNa81
-This song on Spotify: bit.ly/1RSd45E
-This song on Google Play: bit.ly/1ZoATmp
-SPLOOGEGAMING: bit.ly/1eXSsWF
-Our TWITCH page twitch.tv/defmatch
-Our FaceBook page!: on.fb.me/1rBjBHn
Follow us on Twitter @DEFMATCH and please comment and subscribe!
Original Rap song about IO Interactive's HITMAN
Instrumental, vocals and video by: DEFMATCH
Lyrics:
I'm breaKING hearts again
there's blood on your cardigan sweater
ntonight. nobody will ever take me down.
bar code, hearts cold, I'm loaded
up to the teeth
it's time that I made my hit
------
anything can be my weapon
so just stay cool calm and collected
I'm walking in here undetected
I blend in with a crowd, see my face
but it's gone, never look back
I hope you brought protection
because nobody gets away from me tonight
you can't save your life, so don't even try
and can you trust who protects you lately
no matter what I handle it will leave an impression
failures out of the question
zero expression
high value targets, shards will bless them
necessity's the mother of invention
wrench them
hench men, security's thin, already in
the steadiest aim, deadliest game
not leaving prints
if it's on the black market
I load it up and rip
yes my silencers are fully equipped
can't hear shhhyeah
You see me lurking in the shadows,
I ain't ever seen your face before
but that doesn't stop me when the cops
could never save a corpse
Yeah you suffer and I love to watch you die
when I take you by the heart and in my hands is half your life
yeah, I never need the night
because time equals money
and we never spent the time
so killing you is pretty funny
this money I get is lovely
you're lucky I wasn't roughly
decapitating your life just to get
some food in my tummy
your fuzzy sight turns black
now you never go back
silencer in the hand
so don't ever try to attack
repelling you with a nine mill
people calling me wack
but i'm watching you as you speak
so your privacy's all you lack
I'm getting so sick of that
while it's just another day for this
yeah, i'm pretty solid
'til I bash you on the pavement
no such thing as a rage quit
assassinate you agents
you can call me a hit
'til i'm getting my damn payment
