Hiring a Hitman Lyrics

I hate my wife, she destroyed my complete life
each meeting with her ended in a big strife
cheated on me and spended all my money
never expected what a slut she would be

thought of divorce and leaving her
got a prenup, problem's still there
she is almost like a curse
I have to resort drastic measures

babe, make your will
'cause I will kill
your sorry ass
but not by my own hand

just go to see the dark net
go deeper and you can get
a hitman who murders
pesky persons

just when you walk along down the street
a silent impact and you start to bleed
hit by a bullet in the middle of the day
shot by a man, 1000 feet away

blood runs out an you pass out
bystanders starting to crowd
street turned into a bloodshed
5 minutes later and you are dead

fucking with me was your coffin nail
and maybe I will go to jail
but if I do, I still have won
it was worth it, you are gone