Phantom Troupe (Hunter X Hunter)

The dark assassin and

I'm packing the pain and faster than

Anybody tryin' to pass me will be

Seeing my image after their death

Now your fate's gone

Feitan making the blade slice

Then it's raining blood

But I got the umbrella to stay dry

They're attacking me

But I'll be packing all the heat

And now my sun exposing

Anybody dyin' like a shadow beast

Spider burning every ant

In the summertime

Like the biggest ass magnifying glass

That you see

Unafraid to wear this all black

When I'm too hot

Come and battle me

Look at my bullet to shoot thots

No shades on

Another head screwed off

When I'll be giving every ounce of pain

Back for keeps

Wait? Who are you again?

I guess that I'll fight you

Taking out the trash with these ants

So you might lose

Beat you in an arm wrestle?

I don't have to try to

Find your weak spots

Now you suck more than I do

Call me dirt devil, die, son

From a Dyson

Sucking out your blood

Like a spider 'til you dried up

Turn you into dust

Clean it up 'cause I have to

I'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum

Monster

No Frankenstein

I'm just here to take what's mine

Go against the troupe

Then I'll start cracking skulls

And breaking spines

When I finger blast you

I ain't aiming for your G spot

But this gon be your time of the month

When I have to make you bleed, dot

Get up on your knees

I don't wanna make 'em bleed

But I'm all about the money

I've been living in the greed

I don't do refunds

Double machine gun

Loaded and cocked

So don't give me a reason

To mow you down

Like tall grass

Better fall back

I ain't all cap

So you better go bring in the blinky to mop

I'm like a soda

They 'bout to get pop

Phantom Troupe

Coming in and we wage war

Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more

Scared of spiders in your house

Then we raid yours

Run on one of us?

That's what a gang's for

Phantom Troupe coming in to control those

Who oppose us

Hunters taking low blows

Raining down like meteors with Chrollo

And you know we're about to steal the whole show

Dudes a beast

Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei

They're food to me

Biting off a bit, parfait

Mushroom cloud

Got him soiling

Shiitake

Wild guy with the style

Fur mink

Archaic

The brute is in

It's Uvogin

The cruelest crew of fugitives

Dispatching any enemy in seconds

Do it super quick

Try and reach my level

You might settle for a booster seat

Deadin those who cross me

Like their body's on a crucifix

Y'all are buggin

So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide

I put a pest aside

If he keeps tryna mess with I

You catchin' fists

Don't need no straps to make you catch a round

My music hits

I ain't just talking about my cantabile

I got bars

That's my conjurer ability

Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me

I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia

When I put more holes in ya

Than any of my people see

Scanning through your recollection

While I'm loading ammunition

Got the truth no contradiction

I don't need your damn permission

Six shots for your dome no reload

I'ma tap your banks for a repo

Down low posted up no joke

And I got you in the scope

Ask Chrollo, he know

HP to take your HP

No matter what the page reads

I'm setting my own stage

There is no way that you can break me

I ain't afraid to pull, fire

Your situation is dire

You seen the legs

But I'm the arm of the spider

Soon as I copy

Most likely I'll catch a body

Turn 'em to zombies

Perfect artist

I'm never sloppy

Don't be surprised

You see the eye

I'm always watching

Making hard copies

Like papers in a teachers office

Never let the left know what the right is doing

In this case

Your death is what I'm construing

Let my replica reposition your entire condition

Bodies in the gallery

You just another addition

He, she, them

I don't really care

I just came to represent

From the bottom of the pent

Tryna to rise to the ascent

Number five in the fam

Number four in the troupe

Got a lot of things to prove

Skip third

I'll be two

My intel tells me that it'll be true

Then break, slice

And sever the rules

Killua, yes I am coming for you

I don't do it for the money

I don't do it for the fame

Villains steady paper chasing

Leave 'em winded

Die in vain

Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene

Is it a party with voodoo paper dolls or snake poisoning?

Find a victim I can prick the nape of

That does the trick

It's danger when I flip the switch

It's game on

Bats just need a signal maker

Manipulate

Puppeteering

Pups are tearing up

I fit the plug

The current courses through them like a river does

I played too roughly

Now my toys are broken

There's noise approaching

Not a ghost this troupe has tropes of genocidal notion

Remote controller

Push your buttons

Feeling desperation

Sort of violent

Auto pilot

To your final destination

It's another enhancer

You don't want to see me with the hands sir

My street cred there

It's clear, I don't care

Did all of my dirt off camera

Hit a lick with the clique

We tarantulas

Hit my line better speak

With some manners

Could be holding your kids for ransom

One false move

Pakunoda will blam 'em

We the phantom

We don't fade rookies

Seem like I don't do shit

But hey lookie

Y'all seen how I had the primate shooky

Smoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie

Up in New York City

No A Boogie

At the auction I'm planning to take goodies

Like a bully

These kids try me like they gon' kill me

Don't push me

Phantom Troupe

Coming in and we wage war

Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more

Scared of spiders in your house

Then we raid yours

Run on one of us?

That's what a gang's for

Phantom Troupe coming in to control those

Who oppose us

Hunters taking low blows

Raining down like meteors with Chrollo

And you know we're about to steal the whole show

Let's go

Stacking these corpses and headstones

Thievery done in a pen stroke

Look through my book of abilities

Killing you, guess I could call it a Death Note

Nen pro

Fur on my coat, that's the dress code

Flesh, bones

Leaving you wondering where did a chunk of your head go?

Head of the spiders

Divine in my providence

You cannot fight us

It's crime without punishment

Riding or die

We all frighten the populace

Bury the commoners deep

No sarcophagus

Not even Zoldycks can handle me when my flow starts

The Phantom Troupe will bring a requiem like Mozart