Lyrics The Hitman - Pharoahe Monch

The Hitman

Yeah
Ugh
Call me the hitman
It’s kind of hard ain’t it?
With most fear becoming the game
We became it
So I painted the masterpiece in this container
Is gotta lithograph so it was glass so frame it
Say it again
The hitman
The hitman
Say it
Some people say I’m extreme broadcast to beams
Live to the means
Screaming as Jimmmy Ivy
Corrupt as Don King
Boxed into the ghetto
To be the champion of bling
Industry is the arena the internet is the ring
You trained the artist from queens
Swing me at the fiends?
Def Jam supreme team the same thing
Except more it’s more critical now
It’s digital Cocaine
The goal is to control every individual brain
Like Cadillacs for contracts in the sixties
The contract 3−60
The trick?
Switch to degrees of 3 6s
You see who receives the riches
Which is the reason why they is only a few moguls
Clover the pioneer left in a chokehold
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enough to make the individual.
Watching these old folks get fucked for their vocals
Say it again
The hitman (repeat)
Call me the hitman
It’s kind of hard ain’t it?
With most fear becoming the game
We became it
So I painted the masterpiece in this container
Is gotta lithograph so it was glass so frame it
Say it again
The hitman
The hitman
Say it
If you are not performing felatio for radio rotation
What’s the ratio for radio play at your station?
If you are not paying to play your record is dead
Puts a whole new spin on Radiohead
They gotta 1000 plays a week
We selling the same units
They put their best rep up
The couldn’t stand next to it
People wanna relate they wanna connect to it
Here’s a lyrical check
Is this enough for you to flex to it
Huh?
Or do you need more clues
Should I be more black
Would that change your view?
Should I dye my hair blonde should my eyes be blue
Just a couple more questions I mustered up for you
These are 11 inch shoes you can’t fill those
I make headlines like corduroy pillows
And probably get banned from television and marketing
Targeted by music industry the politic provocative
Call me the hitman
It’s kind of hard ain’t it?
With most fear becoming the game
We became it
So I painted the masterpiece in this container
Is gotta lithograph so it was glass so frame it
Say it again
The hitman
The hitman
Say it
Say it
The HIT-man
It’s kinda hard
Let’s release sex tapes so we can become stars
Nude photographs of tities and asses
Impress the masses
I thought she was supposed to be so passive
Now you just another ass in the air with an asterisk
Cell phone songs, you’l never be a classic
They call that remastering?
What does it have to be so drastic?
Chemical skin pill makes it sound more plastic
Follow the program man
Stick to the classics
They want Slap stick
Before it all goes tisk-tasket
This might take a few you listen
Before you grasp it
With the HIT--