The Worst Hitman
Lil Bumbler

Instrumental Intro:
(Drumming starts, tribal beats in the background)

Verse 1:
Yo, I’m the hitman, but I ain't hit on nothin’,
Got a list of targets, but my aim’s been bluffin’,
Stumble through the alley, missin' shots in the rain,
I swear I’m just a clown in a killer’s domain.

Clients, they call, like, 'Ayo, where you at?'
I’m stuck on the couch, watchin’ cats chase a rat,
Got the paper on the table, orders spill like my drink,
But the only thing I’m takin’ is a nap, can’t you think?

Hook:
I’m the worst hitman, man, can’t you see?
Slippin’ on the job, like a dog with a flea,
Got a gun full of blanks, and a brain full of schemes,
In my own little world, livin’ outta my dreams.

Verse 2:
Pull up to the spot, but wait, it’s a date,
Misread the message, he said ‘bring the plate’,
I brought dinner instead, like, “Nice to meet ya, bro!”
I’m shootin’ my shot, but my chances are low.

Gotta phone my boss, but I freeze like a deer,
“Did you do the job?” Nah, man, I just cheered,
Take a bullet for my pride, but I duck every time,
In the jungle of death, I’m just learnin’ to rhyme.

Hook:
I’m the worst hitman, man, can’t you see?
Slippin’ on the job, like a dog with a flea,
Got a gun full of blanks, and a brain full of schemes,
In my own little world, livin’ outta my dreams.

Verse 3:
Last shot at redemption, the game’s on the line,
Client’s gettin’ mad, says “I’m runnin’ outta time,”
But all I got is jokes, tryin’ to lighten the mood,
I’m bustin’ out a dance, and it’s totally crude.

I called for backup, but I lost my own phone,
In the middle of a heist, man, I’m feelin' alone,
I trip on my shoelace, take a spill on the ground,
Yet somehow, I still manage to stick around.

Hook:
I’m the worst hitman, man, can’t you see?
Slippin’ on the job, like a dog with a flea,
Got a gun full of blanks, and a brain full of schemes,
In my own little world, livin’ outta my dreams.

Outro:
(Laughter echoes, beats fade out)
So next time you call, think before you ring,
The worst hitman’s here, and I ain’t no king.
Stumble through life, with my heart on my sleeve,
In this wild ride of incompetence, I just believe.