Tobuscus - Literal Hitman Trailer lyrics

[Verse 1: Tobuscus] Rundown motel is not cla**y 47 didn't make enough blood money That or he spent it on a big nun party He's hurt bad, shouda played on easy [Verse 2: Tobuscus] Nun bling jingling, getting pretty breezy You probably shoudn't wear a white shirt Even nuns go to shoe sales and prison Tie your blood-red tie to match your blood-red blood Yay, fashion [Verse 3: Tobuscus] Distorted guitar makes the nuns pull out some guns And a rocket launcher 47 wants to fit in with them But s**y bad guy music makes nuns take their clothes off And get tattoos [Verse 4: Tobuscus] He got some blood on his favourite coin Hydrogen peroxide'll take it off Just like this music did With the clothes of the hitman's girlfriends Who just found out about each other [Verse 5: Tobuscus] Hot, hot, hot, even hotter Slo-mo pistols smacking water Hopefully he doesn't k** the hot hitgirls (NO, DON'T KILL THEM!) Slow-mo 3D pistols spinnin' Don't k** the hot hitwomen (NO!) Slow 3D pistols spinning Please don't k** the hot hitwom-- (NO!) [Verse 6: Tobuscus] Guess he doesn't date coworkers But he shoots 'em in the chest That one's the hottest Denied! Knee him in the eye Not a bad view if you gotta die But he's not distracted He just smacked it Hit her in the back of the head And make the hot chick leader uglier Now her friend's the hottest one She can't be her friend now Now she can as long as she's not used as a human shield [Verse 7: Tobuscus] Oh, no, slo-mo Too slow Rest in peace, hot hitwomen That's right, think about what you've done Hitman Absolution [Verse 8: Tobuscus] Look out, hot hitwomen He's got some ammunition And soon you will be wishing I was there to protect you Just call me Call me hot hitwomen Let's hang out sometime Let's get some coffee sometime When's good for you? How 'bout November 20th? Don't k** me though